I’m feeling a little low,
Time is running ever so slow.
Feeling like I want to cry,
Lifes so crap, I want to die.
Nothing in the world is worth this pain,
My existance on earth is only causing strain.
The weather inside my head is thunder,
Is it all worth it? That I wonder.
When describing my life, you have to swear,
Will I ever wake from this nightmare?
I’ll go to bed early and rise the next day,
And hopefully my problems will all go away.
