LEFT FOR DEAD . . .
ylynd pixs
LEFT FOR DEAD . . .
LEFT FOR DEAD . . . 000825
The world is on my shoulders. There's just pain going through my head. If this is how life is suppose to be, I'm better off dead. I have a child on the way. Yes, it's a gift from God, but how will I support it, I can't even keep a job?!
Workman's Comp. won't pay me. They've left me on the street to rot. So I'm reaching in my bag of tricks and I'm giving all I've got. Somebody pull the trigger! Put me out of my miseries. I try to cry, but my tears don't want to touch my face.
Shameless man, hopeless man, with no comfort within. Even my woman treats me like I'm less than a man. Broke and discussed with no place to call home. So, I'm a modern day cowboy and the streets is where I roam.
I'm starving!! Somebody give me a bean! I'm crying out for help. I don't want to get mean. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth, I'm left for dead! What if it happens to you?!?!?!
'YLYND'