Positive Outlets

-Keep blowing all my money looking for happiness It's kinda sad how lifes filled with all of this  Bullshit and pain, man the shits insane Rather take 60 bullets straight to the brain.  Who would care, another dies In my coffin my body lies In my eyes though all could see The pain that always haunted me.  At night I would cry. But I cry no more.  Not a single tear is wasted upon my bedroom floor.  The worlds in my hands but am I afraid to take it.  They say in life's we must take risks. But I'm cornered by the fact that I may not make it.  I want to make everyone proud I want to please the world  I want to put faith in the hearts of the suffering boys and girls  I need to get my priorities straight but can't see through all this fog. I feel as if I'm in the middle of a fight between dogs.  Im cornered and rushed but I yearn for a touch.  I take and take. But it never amounts to much.  I want to see the world. I want to spend all my earnings.  But I'm stuck in a twirl of life's unfavorable mornings I sit and wait. The food grows cold on my plate.  I don't care who sees. I'm a bird set free I can fly I can land but I'm goal orientated.  I could die, change plans, but it wont change. The progress already created.  I'm so capable yet so foolish.  So young but yet so grown.  I have the volition to do this But how can I make it alone.  They say that the greatest mistakes in life save us from repetition. But what about those who never learn. Is life one big competition .   Must we all wait for our turn.  Or do we suffer and burn.  Is life filled with complexities or is it just my discrepancies that keep me from understanding life piece by piece.