Look at me, look at me, living in the land that is ment to be..... free, but its not what it seems to be, unless your a millionaire or soon to be. All lies is what we feed our seed. Telling them that life's a fairy tale to be.... and every life story ends so happily, married with children is the life to be. Lies!!! cause i grew up a bastard and now my father calls himself a pastor. Laugh... is all I can do, and hope life gets better for me and you. The land is free after your first and last, months of rent when the time has past. Now they want to keep your security deposit because the carpet has a stain from some margarine. Lost your job cause we're in a recession, but the eviction notice has no need for confession. Now you living in a tent from Sam's but the cops cut it up and from the land your banded. No money in your pocket so what do you do? Start selling drugs just to buy some food. But now you get caught so your going to jail. Don't have any money to post for bail. But in those walls your getting fed, medical attention and can rest your head. Years have past your institutionalized. Can't support your self so you start to cry. Now you feel that your life was a waste of time. Save some money to go buy a gun. You point it at your self pull the trigger you done.