Monday, May 23, 2005

sad facts

i am being killed at home slowly.

all the smoke that my dad and brother emits from their smoking. i hate it..especially when i have sore throat, like now. spend money to burn some grass, chemicals, whatever..to make you unhealthy. probably die faster and make people around you die faster as well. irrate. should be banned for reasons of humanity. instead it's being tolerated, cause of the monies to be gained from their taxes..and probably pay offs by the tobacco companies. then stupid people have to get 'addicted' to them. it's just a habit like any other habit..they can be kicked. difficult? probably..cause you are sOOoo..dependant on that death stick!!! spend money where it could be used for better things.

then they drink too. as if smoking comes together with drinking like a package deal. my dad about two bottles a day..brother about there too..sometimes more..never less. even when got no money to pay bills..will still have money for drinks and smoke.

hai..if we calculate simply. 10 for drinks per day. 10 for smoke per day. times 2 person. that's a total of 40 per day. one month would be 1200. ARGH!!!

no one can hear me scream cause it's all inside.

with eyes but they won't see.
have ears but they won't hear.
with brains but they cannot think.

'they paved paradise and put up a parking lot
with a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot
don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot

they took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum
and they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
no, no, no don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
they paved paradise, and put up a parking lot

hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT
i don't care about spots on my apples,
leave me the birds and the bees
please don't it always seem to go
that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
they paved paradise and put up a parking lot
hey now, they paved paradise to put up a parking lot
why not?'-Counting Crows

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