This is a special dedication to someone very dear to me.
You're special and most of all you're loved.

Some people starve their problems, 

Others eat them away, 

Others scream out, 

Others hide behind sarcasm and laughter, 

Some in loud music, 

Others find hopes in pots of shisha, 

While some find comfort in different bitches, 

Others flood their pillows with tears, 

Some find solutions in liquor bottles, 

Others in open Bibles, 

Some people find people to help them through, 

Others have people to fix them too, 

Some people "CUT" their problems away, 

All in all we're all fucked up in some way, 

We're all just trying to survive in situations that come our way, 

We're all players in the same game, 

Each one of us in different levels, 

Living the same hell, 

Dealing with different devils. 

So never look at someone and judge them, 

For all you know they might be alive only for the reason that they do what they do, 

Just to deal with their pain.