People will

Everybody is killing or dieing
Every human is laughing or crying
They never stop screaming to each other
When they stop fighting, they will get an other
Always making up an excuse to fall back on
Like you'll say, he began that's why he won
But the second time you could be killed
You'll drop all the things you've built
And you can't ever feel sorry for yourself
you don't even had the time to care for your health
People will be disappointed in you now
You always knew you should get out somehow
No one expected you to flied
Or to battle, like you did cheat
For that those maniacs made you bleed
They shouted at you in your own street
They are lost until their dead
Which you already did find
The guys that murdered you before you had spoken
It didn't effect them because you were already broken
You drowned too many ways to deep
And look what's your new place
Don't you feel bad, because of what you did in your sleep
Sleeping with blood on your face
People will tell, you was a waste
You wanted to taste life, but it was blood you've tasted
You will never be here anymore
Not even as a ghost, not knowing where to haunt for
I have so many things to write
So many to tell about just one thing
Because I do have a soul and mind
For you it means really nothing, I'll alway forget
That you're away, but no one will fight
For all my sorry, for all my regret...