i have my personal justice written across my pulse br constant thoughts and very clear needs br my personal justice is just that: personal br like a thief whose money you're carrying br that's me.. br if only luck didn't have so much to do with it br or time, or life br who says i'm not better? br life has its own will and it does not care about your plans br or secrets or hopes you bury inside.. counting minutes, days, months br for your justice to have its turn br it does not have a turn br time couldn't care less br you can be your own prisonner, if you like br life won't even bother br br still...