I pulled a great shroud over his face as he complained and attempted to break through I said

They ruined it but I still want the rain just go away and silence came

As it had already been but the sullen sulking feeling crept in and I felt badly but I don’t want to hear anyone singing about their lives of luxury

They don’t know what it’s like to be me and they couldn’t possibly understand where I’ve been

No one will be able to convince me that someone with no strain but what they create with simply wanting to consume more

When they could choose to not

Such a chore then they say they’re failing and falling like everyone else but I don’t believe them

I tried to

But they all proved me wrong

In this world there are no ladders only snakes

And those who stand above could reach out below but they won’t

Because they got there so why can’t you

You ugly piece of absolute filth worth nothing you’ll never be worth anything and you miss every fucking shot

You keep taking them like a fucking idiot who doesn’t know when to quit but here we are you fucked it up what a fucking surprise

I’m worthless and useless

And so is everything that I make

I’ll be trapped here my entire life in a spinning hole of poverty because I’m “too sick” and I should just suck it up and live while remembering literally nothing about days I don’t write

Zero

Nothing

Fucking loser

If you weren’t sick you could be worth something

But we all know that will never happen and you’re fucking worthless

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