The Deserted American

If anyone can help me with work I am a single father about to collapse. No jobs anywhere around to pay rent. Which is coming up soon. Now as you all missed the rhyme king here's for you. Dark Poetry. S.W.P I Shawn Weston Padilla die today. For your ignorance I no longer wish to stay. We live in a real world not a theatrical play. Call me a deserter I prefer it that way. You live inside a glass box where they go haha. I walk away to you idiots and, say ta ta. Get your mind in a stable state. On top of my own problems Americans throw a lot of **** on my plate. I have given up all hope. Dose america have a history in the Apocalypse i say nope. Give a **** less if you call this rhyme dope. You live in a mental hospital you can't even cope. So tie my name upon a rope.Hang it from a tree and watch it choke. Your a bit English let me call you bloke. You need to realign your morals take a different stroke.Where a criminal person a aggravated felon can take a job over me? Going in everyday begging for a job is where i don't need to be! I walk out on my country needless that I say. You all are idiots that's why i spray. Would you rather this go down in the book of are four fathers? To accept that **** it really bothers. I have given up. To give utopia america is just not enough. Now go along with your useless facebook stuff.