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Sincerely,

Little Leprechaun



"Big Brown Eyes" 3 - 12 - 00



My life sux and it's no big surprise

just look into these big, brown eyes.

There's no joy, no play, no self-esteem,

nothing but sorrow, pain and misery.

Life is short and boring to me

for there's no fun, no sex, and no glee.

I look at other people and there friends

my life sux and is pale in comparison.

I try for friends, I try for love

but there is plenty to be scared of.

My lovelife is that of a toilet bug

one wrong move and I'm forgotten of.



My life sux and it's no big surprise

you've already seen these big, brown eyes.

I've thought of ending this endless pain

as my life begins it's expected wane.

I look at all the possibilities:

guns, razors, and pills with unease.

Is it really worth ending the pain?

These knives, these bullets, these freight trains.

They provide a means to end this life,

but no excuse, no alternative, no reason why.



We are but the toys of a higher power,

subjecting us to this endless fire.

If God does see all of this every day,

why does subject us to endless foray?

I say to God, if he does exist,

fuck you, fuck this, you piece of shit!

This life, not for me, not this man,

I begin my demise, my ending plan.



My life sux and it's no big surprise,

you're tired of seeing these big, brown eyes.

I wish I had the courage, the strength, to carry on,

but my life, my existence, is plaqued; no longer belong.

The gun is loaded, pointed to my head,

I close my eyes, a flash, and I'm dead.



My big, brown eyes, no longer seen,

forever closed, in pastures of green