I am a loser
And I refuse to believe that
I can do anything
I realize this maybe a shock, but
I,m generous
Is a lie
I am ugly
In 30 years, I will tell my children that
I have my priorities straight because
dying
Is more important than
life
I tell you this:
Once upon a time
I was happy
But this will not be true in my era
because I'll die
Experts tell me
I can't be happy
I do not conclude that
I'm happy
In the future,
I'll be gone
No longer can it be said that
Because I have someone
It will be evident that
I will not be truly happy
It is foolish that
I will live my life
And all of this will come true unless we reverse it.