Happy Days No Point In Living
Each day passes by slower and slower, Rotting little by little, Agony and suffering is all I know, Am I meant to commit suicide? The more and more i realize, In the end nothing really matters, You can have a happy life with nothing wrong, Sounds more of like a Fantasy to me, Happiness doesn't last, Depression and Negativity will always triumph,
So why continue on living, Why not just end it already, Jump in a pool of Razors, Hang yourself, Jump off a building, Review your entire life, Realize what a great waste it was...
