I may not be nice,
I may not be kind,
But there is something
On my mind.
It is something
That I must share;
It is the reason
Why life isn't fair.
Life may not be kind,
Life may not be nice,
But it is what it is and that
Has to suffice.
We don't get a choice;
Life is just this
And we are forced to rejoice.
We must be thankful
For every and all
awesome and awful;
The rise and the fall.
It could be worse,
You could be in a hearse,
But what if that's what you want?
What if that's you're dream;
If it makes you smile and beam?
Then you're an outcast,
Reject,
Freak,
And the won't let you leave.
And your life just got worse.
it's syill hard furr m3 to b3liv3 that ppl want to kill th3ms3lv3s.
Good joib captur3ing that ^^
It is kind of hard to get your head around, but I used to feel like that so I can understand it.
Thanks!