Already Ate All The Pills... Poem by Talal Athar

they come and they hit you with their bats
they try to make you one of their lads
you cry out loud but cry doesn't make them sad
you dry out your cry but you cant and that makes you mad


they come in thirst to take all of your cats
they spend one night and become our dads!
you raise your self up but you can never gag
you trace your faith but you cant find what you had


they go away and tag you with their names
they never look back and set you up to play the blame game
you sit there but you cant fit at anywhere
you go to bed but you find lost in a net


they never call you home and spit on your careers
they never cared for you and everything is still the same
you get abundantly depressed and wear your skinny wear
you tag your friends but they just add to your fears


they spend billions on killing people
they never get sick of master*ation
you want to change but you missed your train
you want to kill but you already ate all the pills


they tear you apart and scratch your souls
they dont let you die cause they want to do more
you have no hope under their control
you washed all your goals by there fuking petrol


they call you their sons but never mean it
they updat you as their best friends but follow no trend


they hate you, call you their sons but never follow 21 guns
they hate you, call you their best friends and play the drums
you pray to god and you still dont find your lost dad
you pray to god for a full stop and you still dont get shot


they carry on their fun and you dropp your guns
they lol at you alot and you still dont catch your fault
you are left nothing to write but you fight then you write so you ride
you write and throw your knife and write and write

you are left with nothing to
write about and
everthing to cry for.