Fashion Models and Pills

I dont wanna be one of those fashion models
that have nothing but a pill bottle
Streets and drugs rule your life
As for me I work to survive
Stalkers and Lovers aren't the same
So don't blow it on an old flame
Blow it out and let it fly
Birds don't even fly that high
Choke on your words, and don't say it again
I'll be here to make amends
Making people live and watching people die
I haven't gone through the times i've tried
Seeing lovers fight and hate
I hide my eyes, trying to relate
Fearing the pain in my heart
I just can't figure out where to start
That's when I smile and walk away
To fear one's hate is just funny in a way.