The Wrong Kind of Life

Spend your days wondering why you have them
Go to stores to look at the things you can’t buy
You know you’re done with how things are
It would kill your soul just to hear your heart

Tell yourself it’s all in your head
You know therapy can’t fix you now
When your friends leave you, blame yourself
“Their lives were shit because of my birth.”

Eat knowing that there is nothing real in your body
You might not even be human anymore tonight
The bones in your body are sick and contagious
Nobody would want to come near you now

Don’t find a reason to fight back
You aren’t worth all of that effort
When you decay hours later, recall
It was wrong to have taken up space at all