The darkest part of living is when you die.
Tears just water, don't take it personal inside.
Birds crow, blood flow, truth beneath the cries.
Pity 9 eleven, so the weaker sources try.
Gone for years when you place hope in there helpless eyes.
Bullets in your back because your hoodie looked criminalized.
Work24/7 but struggle to keep on your lights.
Make you run dry, untill the day you die.