A Life

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So sad. Too mad.
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I stand by my open window.
My heart tightens into a bow.

No one to love, no one to care.
All day long I stand and stare.

I have no woman, not even a friend.
I keep wondering when will it end.

I hate being lonely, I hate being sad.
I'm so frustrated I'm about to go mad.

Everyone is having fun, but never ever me.
Might as well stay here getting stung by a bee.

I tire of this miserable life of mine.
I think of death, it's about time.

I might as well be just dead.
Instead of lying here on my bed.

If it wants me I welcome its presence.
A life that makes no absolute sense.

I am ready and waiting, right about now.
Don't leave me here like a rotting cow.

Send me on my way, if you please.
Take me now and don't you tease.

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