The luster of life is gone,
And yet I live on.
It wasn't always lost,
At one time, life had no cost.
I did have trivial drama,
From everyone and their mama.
I left it all behind,
To rot in the back of my mind.
Now I've got a purply life,
From mixing my blues with livid strife.
I crave the Hollywood insanity,
So I'll have a taste of humanity.
My life so far is misery-free,
And it's all so sickening to me.
Because I love to live in the moment,
Cause I'm able to rise above woe and own it.
But now there's nothing to overcome,
So I'm stuck at home, bein a bum.
Luster-lacking boredom is the class I'm acing,
Cause there's no trouble I'm facing...
