Purge

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"Purge"

Sometimes I wonder
Why I'm alive.
Weather to,
Live or die.
Should I just,
Laugh or cry?

Would anyone,
Miss me if,
I jumped off this,
Sinking ship?

Cause I'd rather just
Drown,
Than put up with this,
Fucking clown,
Walkin around,
Trying to,
Put me down.

Cause he's a low life
Piece of shit.
And I can't believe he
Doesn't realize it.

His relentless antics
Make me frantic.
And I've tried to,
Work it out,
But he always,
Makes me shout.

I wish I could just
Teach him,
The reason,
Why I,
Get so angry,
I could,
Squeeze him,
Like he's nothin'
More than,
A bug on
The floor.
Cause,
He's shit.
And I can't stand it.
No more chances,
Keep that hand
Away from mine.

I don't like to be
Angry,
Every day it's
Eating me up.
And I'm ready
To chuck it.
All overboard
In this terrible storm
We call a life.
But I've got no
More fight,
left in these,
Lifeless bones.

So I'm gonna
Give up.
But I'll never
Give in.
And that's it.
I'm over this

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