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random thoughts
My optimism is gone,
It went like a bomb.
No solutions,
Lost my questions.
It seems like all my friends I hate,
And all my enemies I envy.
When all is lost,
I don’t care,
Because I never did try.
My claim to fame,
Is nothing,
If I’m lucky I’m considered insane!
Well forget you,
Forget the world, and forget everything else that feels the urge to judge me.
It will end,
This will all end,
Like my depression,
With the taking of my prescription.
That’s a failure I have nothing to take!
So with this I end my complaint…
