Pain

PAIN What are you, What do You call yourself, I can't stand you, I can't take it anymore, You are a disease that kills slow, But the way you kill hurts so much• PAIN You are inevitable, But your suffering is optional, Is it the patience we lack, Is it the joy your willing to kill, Or you just take things so personal, And take control • PAIN Just like a cut to the bone, We feel but can't explain, You move slow but kill first, You change many, But it's now my choice, It's either you take over, Or I win the bet• Keuber Keisha