Never thought it would be like this.

Broken mind, body, and soul.

Can’t do a damn thing right these days.

If you treat everyone the same no matter race or religion you’re crucified for it.

If you differentiate you’re headed for a stake.

Fun days, hey?

Not really who could call hell fun?

I’m just here to broaden perspective before you die, see three sides of a two-way argument… You know what I mean?

I like doing this, it flips life on its head and gives me a reason to keep living.

You might be asking “Haley what the hell are you talking about!?” well the simple answer is I use this as a reason to keep going.

Pills aren't for me.

And a noose? Too damn easy.

Just gotta keep going on through it all I’ve got people who expect more from me after all.