each day passes slower and slower,
rotting little by little,
agony and suffering is all i know,
am i meant to commit suicide?
suicide
the more and more i realize,
in the end nothing really matters,
you can have a happy life with nothing wrong,
sounds more of like a fantasy to me,
happiness doesn't last,
happiness doesn't last,
depression and negativity will always triumph,
so why continue on living,
why not just end it already,
jump in a pool of razors,
hang yourself,x2
jump off a building,
review your entire life,
realize what a great waste it was...