maybe i'll burnout on the streets
cold as hell, nothin to eat
maybe i can live a little longer
only if i were a little stronger

my faith is torn to shreds
lying in my plastic bed
praying almost never works
i've realized it's just for jerks

maybe i'll die right here right now
i don't know why, i don't know how
waiting for that day to come
it's been strange and it's been fun

sometimes i wonder if this is real
the way i am, the way i feel
i know some day i'll wind up dead
this is just a glimpse inside my head

maybe i'm just a burnout
just another dropout
pulling all my hair out
i still don't know what lifes about

I think I gave some feedback on this one in the regular poetry thread..but since it's here as well... I'll post some more

This is a very good piece... the rhyming scheme was well done and all the lines came together nicely. Keep up the great work!