Fuck

I stand in the face of my crime

and I humbly request my time.

I'll take each and every day,

as long as its over and stays that way.

There is a difference between you and I.

I am fighting to live, you are waiting to die.

I take ownership and stand by my plate;

you beg like a dog for scraps and wait.

I fight at a side.

You run, just to hide.

My provisions you call luck.

You cowardice, indignant fuck.