A Mission Is Worth Every Penny If...

A rich life
Blessed
Easy on the outside
Last Breath
Screams
No tears
Stolen and bruised
The rage might tell a story
Of a little girl
Gone mad who prefers madness
To reality
Because reality is insane
And the world is insane
And the lipstick the madam wore
Took all the good men away
Beat your brains out
Shit on your trophies
Smoke upside down if its right to do
Piss on everybody, or suck their ass
Be everyone’s friend
While they laugh at you
Pay no attention
Forget they taunt you
And in your misery 
You are supposed to look at a cloned face
Of a husband you never had
And vomit on the wall
So he pats you back
And runs somewhere real quick to bone her ass, whoever she is
Make believe lives 
In my world
A mission is worth every penny if you can finally walk away.