Life

Life is like a hard core drug,
You crave it but it kills you, 
You want to save it's time and space, 
But you use it like theres no time left, 
There's things to do but you can never get it done, 
You see the world in two lenses,
Rich and poor, 
The rich, so spoiled and got the looks but, 
Knowingly,
They are insecure with themselves, 
Therefore they rely on work and success in order to fulfill their insecurity and loneliness, 
On the other side, 
The poor reaches the lowest limit and the most scarce type of riches, 
They constantly conserve what so little they have, 
They roam and search for any hope, 
The smallest thing, 
The littlest sign, 
Just something to satisfy them and to give them the time,
They roam the streets searching and hoping that something could at least keep them content, 
There are many stages of the crave, time and space, 
But everyone is on the one cruel hardcore drug, 
It's called life.