• Haha you're a bum!

    I'd rather be a bum, than you... ... Rotting inside of a dumpster instead of bending what's true Sitting quietly in an alley instead lying about what I do. smelling like old piss instead of telling others to get a clue When in fact it is you also who should be truly blue.

    But instead you're green with envy, when in fact you should be pure yellow The fact you insult others, to claim but feign to be mellow Hatred and disgust, preventing you from saying hello The condescending tone you give me, that would certainly make me bellow Yet I'm reminded, we should all strive to be a fellow...

    Human, to give to love and adore. Not some living piece of flesh that we cling to when life's a bore. Or a living carriage to scream for when you're angry and sore. A useless soul to eat away from when you should plainly ask for more Selfish and heartless, it's everyone at it's core

    Striving to survive, I scrape from scraps to eat Recycling more than anyone should truly be a great feat But I'm beaten and scolded for scavenging something I need that you find a treat Others laughing at me for having nothing as I get beat Walking slowly past as you see the wind from your feet lifting my only sheet.

    But why, why you want to be a bum, rotting our air? Because look at me now, as less than nothing you finally care When if I walked amongst you, still to touch me you'd never dare. Why that questioned look on your face? Right, you didn't see me there. I'm guessing now you want me to complain about how life's not fair

    No... Not this time, because when it comes down to the wire I give up everything I ever fight for, just for a chance of hire Taking notes of things I've learned, after graduating I'm still a squire Go through school for nothing, all I've learned is that you're a liar But I have something along with my soul to take, if I burn in the fire

    When I've taken my breath, and am No longer alive I'll look at how much you've done, cried for, died for, just to survive When the point of all that wasn't for all the trinkets and jive It was to be different, change a life, love a life, and truly strive. When all you've been doing, is what I've been doing, jumping for a horizontal nosedive

    The only true difference between me and you, is I've taken a low blow My life crumbled, the people have gone, the calls stopped, and I've nowhere to go I'm hurting too, beneath the bum... Is a heart and desire that you'll know But the basics, love, happiness... Nothing that's really for show Burning the end, like everyone else, I died wanting to be someone's ho

    That hasn't gone, we are still equally deranged But as the seasons go, we remain unchanged We wanted to win, that was our only sin... But I'm not like you, a bum knows he'll never win I think about my inside joke, gourmet pizza When in the end, it's mother nature who will eatcha

    The natural urge to procreate Is the exact same thing that makes us grow to hate Selfishness desire, to love competitively is in our fate The Sheer desire to share mutually is always worth the wait But since life taught us to compete to win a mate All of you people like me, paid or free, will walk to the gate

    ...Heaven or Hell, whatever it may be, youll be there equally...

    As a bum...