I have written so many notes
I have thought of so many methods and so many places
I even thought who would come
But
it's always just theatrics.
A pageantry of a lonely man starved of kind words
A passive-aggresive SOS
I know that when it happens
(If it will happen)
It will just be like any other
No special prize
No grand change
No statue in my name
It will just be another stupid loss
Just another nobody who couldn't be saved
Just another poor motherfucker who couldn't take it anymore
For what it's worth,
I'm sorry.
