well...

When I was a boy, as high as your knee

I’d never dreamed that I’d be me

When I was growing I was so sad

Guess that’s why I always feel bad

Now I am older and still depressed;

As I have grown wiser I’ve become so stressed

Look at me making mistakes; I’ve always been a fuck up

I would like to know what it takes, just to boost my luck up

I wish I was dead 3 days out of 5

The weekends I just barely survive

It seems so fake that this is how I feel

But I ensure you that this is real

I feel this way on a daily basis

I don’t know how much longer I can face this.