Dusty Summer Poem 1

chillen by myself after sippen 4 coronoas
i may not a loser but i certainly am a loner.
or maybe not if you're hot then your definatly on the web.
everyones racin to be the next facebook celeb
am i dead?
nah its only there to fuck with your head
cause honestly i dont know what im seein
its like i can almost see right through every fuckin human being
the priest will reassure u then touch some little kids
the police will solve it all while they cash in on some bids
whos to trust? my heads about to bust.
its not that big a deal but everyone else'll make a fuss
guess we'll just have to blame it on the drugs
use michael jacksons death to sweep it under the rug.
and ive begun to almost hate every one
its all about the money and never bout the fun
grab a gun cause that means you have balls
but all it'll really get u is the cops breakin down ur walls
who's at fault? please tell me we need to point the finger.
and i know as americans we can never let that linger.
that girls a singer and they put her on the air
american idol will make her touch your heart so you don't pull out your hair
cause no one cares. people always goin after nothing but personal gain.
and theres the reason right there why in the world there's so much pain.
its really allabout the fame. in the end all you have is your name
whos to blame? play the game. its all inside your brain.
you imagine these things then they become real
life's exactly like a dream except that you can feel