Written by k-rino
"I hate this world. Sometimes I wish that I was never born."
Imagine if my existence hadn't been endeavored yet Imagine if my parents were strangers and never met Or even if they did, from that path they could've strayed And decided to go somewhere else the day that I was made Or maybe they still played it out completely but instead, another semen head that I was racing beat me to the egg And not being the first one to notice or be the worst one and Mama ended up birthing a totally different person with a weaker mind Think of how hard it would be to last Suppose that he was still a rap artist, but he was trash Nothing that I did would ever be done, righteous or bad and no one would care because you can't miss what you never had Sad when I hit my lowest and all sympathy died, and success was like a cab that wouldn't give me a ride How altered would the route be if no one knew about me? And would my family and friends be better off without me?
If I was never born how different would it be? Would people feel the loss of somebody they'd never see? And directly be affected good or negatively? Or another dude was walking this road rather than me If I was never born would things be the same way? Or would my absence cause others to go astray? The exclusion of K from life's continual numbers Since I'm here, since I'll never find out, I just wonder.
My non-existence in the world might triple the threat, and might misdirect the whole universe's ripple effect The world's portrait, minus me, would be differently painted People I've introduced might have never been acquainted There's no way to explain it, or acknowledge it or fill it The people that I talked out of doing wrong might've did it The lives I effected would possibly be destroyed Or maybe God would send somebody else to fill the void But on the flip side, what about the bad deeds? The evil seeds I planted that grew at fast speeds The things that I was doin' that left some lives ruined, might not have happened if they hadn't fell under my influence Was me being here worth it? I defeated my purpose The worse part is knowing that I can never reverse it Now my self signification got me facin' frustration The contemplation that I might be a wasted creation
Cause even if you feel like you was born out of season, don't sit around believin' that you're here for no reason If the planets know around the Sun, they have to rotate You should know you have a purpose, it's just yours to locate Find yourself, cultivate your talents, God will support it The womb is not the only place that life can be aborted Your dream died in your head the second that you thought it, cause you didn't have the fate to act on it and get it started So depressed and suicidal, feeling hopeless and left out Life ain't a supermarket stop trying to check yourself outThere's a lesson in each struggle if you look deep and explore it A wise person uses setbacks to move forward If you was never born, that would be a disaster No love, no accomplishments and no laughter And did you ever wonder, maybe your present pain could've been blocked by a friend of love, one who never came
