Too Late

Around the corner I'm nearly fifty.
Nobody cares of my own safety.

I've done all I can on this world.
My life has been one big twirl.

My life is so full of bad luck.
Nobody around to give a fuck.

I'm so alone in my place.
I'll be gone without a trace.

I'll never explore the female anatomy.
I should get myself a full lobotomy.

My head hurts, my heart breaks.
I'm as fried as well done steaks.

No support group can ever be helpful.
I'd rather have someone to be so playful.

I'm still all alone and no one near.
I'm as helpless as a wounded deer.

I look at myself straight into the mirror.
My existence has been one critical error.

I want to crack it with so much force.
That should wake the neighbors of course.

I don't care and neither should they.
I'll be gone by the end of the day.

I'll go out but on my own terms.
Soon I'll be dancing with the worms.

Goodbye to you, goodbye to all.
I'm ready to take the next fall.

Anyone out there who gives a damn.
It's too late now, no thank you man.