Which of you are real
which of you are fake
which of you feed and heal
which of you snake and take?
Way to go again and again
way to find another way out
way to walk into the wrong sin
way to hide away and pout.
Out is out there somewhere
out is the best way to see
out of everything except gravity
out of your mind is where i’d rather be.
dead beat poet 
I felt no way out.