The Real World

So it seems to me, how life is so long it seems. But in fact it can be short. Wonderful lives end.. Because of pressure, so here i write to my surrender. How can this world be so corrupt so vile, and can you think back to a day when you, were once a child? Oh how innocent i wish i were to be, to see this world in reality, seems to kill me. I understand why people smoke weed, because only then can you be freed. And if you took one solid breath, that might once lead to your death.