why do the ones who want to live die and da ones who dont are still around

I dont understand why im fighting to live if im just living to fight-- why am i trying to see if there is nothing in sight-- why am i trying to give if no one gives me a try--why am i dying to live if im just living to die

still pursue me.
misery is all i see**I'd be lying if i tolled yu i've never thought of death..how many brothers have been victims of the streets... My homies from high skools many havent made it past that**now that yur gone im screaming "i dont want to die alone, but ive noticed life goes on...I luv my niggas to death, i kant believe i say that Without a heart....imagine life as a konvict life in the hood is not good for nobody***got yur name tatted in ma heart so wen i die people kan see yur were always present in my heart...give me a paper and pen so i kan write about my life OF sins...=]