Life, death and depression...
Life is way too short to live the same day twice,
‘Cos one day we’re all gonna pay the ultimate price.
There is so much that this life lacks,
And mine is defiantly missing stacks.
I follow life’s rules every day,
But soon, I’m gonna find new rules to play...
Life is a big, unfair cheat,
That treats us all like a rotting piece of meat.
And death is a dirty, big-time thief,
Who takes life away as easily as wind to a leaf.
Life doesn’t like death, and death doesn’t like life,
They both endlessly stab each other in the back with a knife.
What? You think I’m depressed?
For starters, too many people I know have been put to rest.
And when I think of them, I feel a beating in my chest.
I’m gonna stop before this turns into a row,
Although nothing I said here was in anyway foul.
So – still think I’m depressed? What do you think now?
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