A Poem About My Life

My life is bad
That's all I f*ckin had
People don't care
And that's not fair
My life is boring
And I do some snoring
There is no point being alive
So I just went for a nice big dive
I just wish I had a gun
That had to blow all of my fun
My life has to f*ckin end
With a nice big gun in my hand
I feel all the pain in my life
Which all I need is a great big knife
All I need is a new life
And all I see is a bunch of bee hives
Why can't people let me be dead
So my arms and legs can be spread

By courtney evans
Published: 2/1/2007
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