each day passes slower and slower,

rotting little by little,

agony and suffering is all i know,

am i meant to commit suicide?

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,

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,x2

jump off a building,

review your entire life,

realize what a great waste it was...