Life Isn't That Great

Times are hard and I try to get by,
People keep pushing and it makes me cry.
It seems like I'm straight out of luck,
Whoever gave me life really f**ked up.
How is my life so godd@mn important?
No one else gets anything out of it.
Why on earth should I stay here?
The signs sent to me are so clear.
The end of my life seems so near,
Tell my friends that I shed not one tear.