BitterSweet

Piercing through your tough skin,
Living in shacks of mangled tins,
People asking where you have been,
Hot glass that boils the chemicals it holds within,
It gives you the confidence that makes you feel like you can face another day,
And the energy so these fucked up mind games you can continue to play,
So many endless nights that you do not get any sleep,
Bad memories your shattered mind continues to keep,
Some people will get in a bit to steep,
Some peoples minds become nothing but a cluster fuck,
But, overall, many of us will remain stuck,
Aren't we the ones with all of the luck,
It is sure to take away your family, it will tear you all apart,
If only you could of known what you do now in the very start,
Maybe than you would of never gotten involved,
But, now here you sit, left with so  many problems and issues that are left unresolved!