Street Life At It's Dreariest!

I am Goth because my mind  
has been lost and punched on,  
I have the energy of a sloth,  
So all I do these days is light  
up a bong and smoke pot,  
When the government is really
morally wrong,  
And they have got everything  
they could possibly want,  
yet that isn't enough,  
because they think it's    
a tough and rough existence,  
their thoughts are consisted  
of more finance,  
yet they haven't ever had the    
opportunity to experience    
street life at its dreariest,  
For what I would give to live  
in that palace of luxurious    
divine circumstance,  
for just only one day honestly,  
instead of starving in this  
realm of socialism and fascism,  
with cynicism being a sorry  
kind of wisdom,  
The people care and are too    
weak to speak,  
but life will never become  
fair,  
because the illuminati will    
creep and take your life    
away, before you scream  
"save me"!!!