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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