Out of my mind

Oh no.

I've done it again!

 

I've fallen to this ridiculous state

Of lifeless struggle and endless self-pity,

For no reason but stupidity at all.

 

If there ever comes a time,

When I'll find a soul so pure

That could love this sick sack of manure,

I'll ruin it,

I'll waste it,

I'll lose it,

Because that's how much of a sad being I am!

 

No matter which mask i decide to wear,

It will have to come off.

And in that moment

I'll jump off of paradise,

I'll kick myself out,

I'll throw it all to hell,

Because that's how fucking stupid I honestly am!

 

Can I ever stop?

And will I?

Is there any hope?

Could I maybe drown in my tears,

And find solace in knowing

That I'll never have another chance

To fuck everything up?

 

Oh well,

Might as well,

Go to hell!

 

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