Giving up
Fed up with all the lies
They bring me closer to my demise
Screw the cliches that seem to fit
I know that I’m just a twit.
Writing stupid rhymes in a feeble attempt
To make you love me, to no longer be exempt
What does it matter, why do I care?
Like anyone would ever be truly aware.
Why not give up? That’s the best plan
My life had a good span
To be frank, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
But suicide is for losers (like I am)
So I’ll live just to be
Its not like you’ll ever see.
They bring me closer to my demise
Screw the cliches that seem to fit
I know that I’m just a twit.
Writing stupid rhymes in a feeble attempt
To make you love me, to no longer be exempt
What does it matter, why do I care?
Like anyone would ever be truly aware.
Why not give up? That’s the best plan
My life had a good span
To be frank, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
But suicide is for losers (like I am)
So I’ll live just to be
Its not like you’ll ever see.
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