we live in a world full of idiots and psychos where
each one thinks he's the poorest
meanwhile there are people worse off and that never
have cried over their pain
like mister baker that lived in the same building as i
i've seen him often but didn't know him really well
he never talked about himself he never talked about
his life i have noticed that something was wrong with
that man
these are true heroes but sadly a lot of people don't
understand life is unfair
4 weeks have passed away since i've seen mister
baker for the last time
i whent to his appartment and it was empty his name
wasn't written on the door anymore
he died because he was deadsick and nobody knew
about it he died because he was deadsick and nobody
knew about it