Write those verses
And sing those songs
And maybe when you wake up those pain will be gone
Keep a smile on your pathetic ugly face
YOU NEED TO BE HAPPY
Don't be a disgrace
You're the only one who will truely know yourself
But unfortunately your brain is sending you shitty little death threats
During breakfast
And when you lay on your bed
But try to distract yourself
And see if that helps
No it doesn't
But hey why don't you try?
And try and try until you collapse and eventually die
And everyone will gather around your grave and they'll say:
Such a shame
such a shame
Great guy though...But all i know was his name
Such a shame
Such a shame
Such a real damn shame
YOU ARE READING
A Madman's Attempt at Writing
PoesíaNothing to see here. Just a guy writting down his misery. Please move along
