Standing there,Smiling and laughingDeep insideEmptiness and cryingTrapped in a cageNowhere else to go.Glowing eyesStaringWatching the damaged soulWorth tearing
Why bother talking to me?You know you'll never listen.Why bother complimenting me?You won't accomplish anything.Why bother me with a single issue?You'll never see me again.Why bother? Why?You wouldn't even care if I die.
I'm sorry about who I amI'm sorry I existI'm sorry I'm a stupid bitchI'm sorry I'm a piece of shitI'm sorry I'm an assholeI'm sorry I make you feel illI'm sorry I can't do anything rightI'm sorry for not killing myself with a poison pillI'm sorry for being aliveI'm sorry for me being meIf you don't want me to be alive and wellWhy don't you help me kill myself?
The judgemental thoughtsof the human mindpoisons everyone it sees.Spreading like a hateful fog,Seeping slowly into other minds.The twisted feeling kills us slowly,One by one,it'll keep going,never stopping,Till it kills everyone.
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing,The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying,And the YearOn the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead,Is lying.Come, Months, come away,From November to May,In your saddest array;Follow the bierOf the dead cold Year,And like dim shadows watch by her sepulchre.The chill rain is falling, the nipped worm is crawling,The rivers are swelling, the thunder is knellingFor the Year;The blithe swallows are flown, and the lizards each gone
I never lost as much but twice,And that was in the sod.Twice have I stood a beggarBefore the door of God!Angels -- twice descendingReimbursed my store --Burglar! Banker -- Father!I am poor once more!
The weight of misfortune has stooped my shouldersBut I don’t intend to stop for a good while yet;I afflict my own destinyAnd don’t want anyone to mourn for my fate.I’ve made peace with God on my lossesAnd agreed with him on the epitaphsThat should be written about my senseless wars.