I wish i was dead, I wish i was no-more,
I have tasted the fruit of life, and i must say it is rather bad,
People tell me i should be grateful for what i have,
I only must ask! 'what is it i have, '
Cause all i see in this life is:
death and deciet, not love and hope
Cause all i see in this life is:
The rich getting richer, and the poor getting poorer
People tell me i should be gratful for what i have,
I only must ask! 'what is it i have, '
People tell me that life is full of joy,
But all i see is the pain,
People tell me that life is full of riches
But all i see is the poor,
You probly dont want to hear this,
But life sucks and i realy see no point in living
Brad Combs
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sick-of-life/
