My Pretty Address

Everyone has a pretty address except me because I live in a tent near the remote rocks where I am a Neighbor the poisonous snakes and the ugly scorpions, I don't have a pretty GPS for my place to be located there For I look like the caveman in the stony age, I did not come by my choice or by a pretty trip, but My bad fate led to where I am dwelling now between these Scary places, bad mountains, and the ugly monsters, I am no more as I used to be, but I am a different Creature waiting for everything bad or good to come to me, I am like a piece of stone got cornered by itself Inside an ugly and dark tent near the missing life, I am with no future or what comes after and after future, But I am like anything in nature just still alive, I don't have a pretty hope anymore because this hope Will not come tomorrow with its pretty dawn to me, I am greatly half dead and half alive because I can not Do what I want to do anymore in my pretty and sweet life, I am just waiting for the worst to come to me because Nothing left from the good for me to take from now, and I can only say and with all satisfaction: ' Bye and a Thousand byes to our pretty world and everything in it.'