This is the end

Lost, alone and helpless.

Are we doomed to feel this way?

Why are some cursed to have real shit days?

And never a day without fuss.

People treating others like shit,

No respect for fellow mankind.

Turn a corner, and what do you find?

Another arsehole about to hit.

Children, fucking immature brats too big for their boots,

Running round the place acting “well hard”.

“Wow look at me, been thrown out of a nightclub, I’ve been barred”

Who the fuck could give a hoot?

I couldn’t care less about their pathetic life.

All I want is a peaceful day,

I don’t want it to end the usual way,

Coming home upset from people living by the knife.

Screw the world, screw the tossers at school,

I couldn’t give a fuck anymore, just want to be happy,

No more bad shit happening to me.

Now I’m making up my own rules!

Leave me alone – go fuck with someone else,

This is the end now. It ends right here.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem after being shit on so many times from people. I'm sick of it and I want to express my views. This poem is not meant to be pleasant, nor is it meant to be agressive - it's me and my feelings right here and right now. End of!

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