I walk around everyday people see me smiling, they don’t know that i am actually afraid.
A lot of people hand out death, but are afraid to accept it.
Some people hear the sounds of the guns, others are the recipient of the bullet.
What’s the point in sticking around if your here today, only to be gone tomorrow.
I see whats happening around me and try to be different, but at the same time I am losing all my friends.
I have lost so many friends to the point that, losing becomes the norm for me.
Its like they have powers to only disappear without the ability of reappearing.
I am in fear that my life maybe snuffed away, making me another victim on the pavement twisted.