I'm tired of my life,
Gonna trade it for money
But nobody wanna buy if
There is no positivity
So stuck with this destiny
Can't seem to help my reality
Everyone seems to enjoy hell
Where pain is not a problem
As long as it's not yours
It doesn't ring your bell
YOU ARE READING
Prose and poetry
PoetryProse and poetry, feelings and speech in text. I wanted to live as a human, But never never really was a man.
