Like The Rest

Im feeling really stressed,
kind of makes me quite depressed,
i cant tell which decisions will end up being best.
All the different choices, where to go in life,
what if i choose wrong, it’ll be nothing but constant strife.
Sadness and anger come forth from the bottle,
cant turn to weed, it just pushes harder on the throttle.
My girl and my friends keep me happy, thats all i can say,
family and school seem to ruin each day.
Money seems to be the source of all our pain,
we work so hard to get it but it flows straight down the drain.
Blood tears and sweat pour from every orifice
it seems like I’m just an animal trapped for a sacrifice
I should probably be studying, maybe taking a test,
but i must ask myself “what good will it do?”
when I’m gone I’ll be forgotten Like The Rest.