It was the day i lost my hand
It was directly after I was out of my band.

Normally I rocked but today I cried
I got kicked to the side even when I tried

I don’t like people now
They always are mean and call me a cow

I've gained too much weight to move
I roll and wheeze as I get out of my interfluve

As night turns to day
I move as I may

Collecting the government's money
I use it to fill my tummy

Normally I would fight for my right to live
But day to day I give up and end up looking like a shiv

I weigh too much to live
The burdens I carry

They will outlive me I know
And move on to my family

Now I am done trying
I string up the rope and continue dying.