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I ponder my existence and wonder if you actually cared or if you just wanted to show me pity if its your pity then I'll push it away and tell myself im okay and get out of this gutter with blood running from my tuxedo and my hair stained red ill make it to about the park I'll make it to the park lay in the gutter and give up because I now know none of you give a s**t about what happens to me and my figure is broken my mind is scared up and all im thinking about is her and some friends and I'll just write a suicide not and let it rain on my hands and the ink from my pen my kill me injected poison...