Put me in the ground,
I’m dead at 21.
I was more alive when I was young.
Stop my misery
It only grows ever worse
In spirit I’ve grown poor
Warm up the Hearse.
So many options available
So many lofty dreams
So many realizations
Life, not as it seems.
When I was young,
Life was the future,
Now is just now.
Tomorrow will be the past.
To Die!
To Die!
Soon enough, life will not be...