A little night music
April 13, 2011 at 11:13pm
I used to think I was one-of-a-kind.
Now I feel like a wasted land.
If only I could rewind.
If only I could find my promised land.
Alas, mankind!
So much for one-of-a-kind!
I am sad.
I am mad.
I am in a dark tunnel seeing no end.
My despair knows no bound.
Suicide is on my mind.
Euthanasia is my best friend.
As I lie down dying,
I grab my balls doing some thinking.
All of a sudden, life has a meaning.
And mine still in the making.
I am breathing and moving.
I can still go kicking.
I make some loving and go sleeping
I consume and I go shopping.
I gulp down a bottle then I'll be pissing.
I love eating but I'll be vomiting.
I live each day like tomorrow is nothing.
My heart is beating as I know life is still worth living.
