Path I walk

Born as a bastard and nothing less
Born to fight just to live one more day
Just to see another sunrise
People can look at their own life
And say I've got it so bad
Until they look around and see a person like me
I've been born with a curse that I try to fight
It's killing my mind, my body
Rotting my thoughts, and drowning my soul
People will say theres nothing to live for
Act all the suicidal bullshit
I say do what you want, but I don't want death
I want to keep on going
Yet this life is slowly tearing me down.
The scars will never fade, no matter what I do
The bullet still hangs on my neck
And the pain is always in the back of my mind
Why do I walk this path, the one that was made