..Static
I dont sleep much. I find myself listening to the radio. over hearing what is happening in my city. it's not comforting. i remember a time when gang violence wasnt as brazen as it has become. in broad daylight, more so now then in the past. deep down i wish they would just wipe themselves off the map. leave whats left of the good people. strangely enough. it almost never works out thay way. mothes, children. they're usually the first victimes. The ones that take the first rounds in a drive by shooting or some fight that escalates at some shopping center or some park. the police have gone soft. not that they were much use in first place. always the last to respond before the paramedics. that always struck me odd. back then, however everything made more sense. gaah..it's just frustrating. an my knee hurts.