The price of ones life seems to get less and less every day especially in a world where no one wants you. Death flys over u screaming as it passes u dnt knw what to do some people run and hide some like me just light up a cig and puff away being here for the third time now u get use to certain things that no normal person cud ever imagian and shud never have to. everyone looses loved ones but it just seems so much diffrent over here when u loose a brother or sister it can tear u apart but u gotta just move on and do yur job it makes u think how long till im next and thats the first thing that gose threw my head when i get up and when i go to sleep.