Uselessness Is On The Rise
Just fell short of havin' some one to love
No one to make my world
A bum fly buzzes nowhere around
And shiny guns look like they might be my friend
But if I put one to my head
I could not point it at some one else's
When I stop by the market
I do hope I find a ho
But who am I kidding?
Nobody wants to fuck me
Let's not stop and pick up the pieces
Let's just stop and eat peanuts
Covered in caramel and salt
Maybe being this way is ridicules
But then, why has God done this to me?
Obviously to better some one else's life
Or ev'rybody else's life
I refuse to sink any lower though
So if God plans to fuck more of
__my future up
Then I'm gonna have to sop living
To prevent His harmful Master Plan
Just wish I knew how to die
Some way less painful
And more possible
There's just gotta be a way
To kill me
Otherwise I'll just be
__stuck in Aloneville
D. L. Cannon
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