Fuck life

The blue stays hanging wide,

It seems it won’t soon fade.

Dancing around the noon,

Singing beneath the moon.

I’m ashamed of my own tears,

Embarrassed by my wasted years.

I never won,

I was never a champion.

Losing, losing, and blaming—

For the rest of my life, I was never myself.

I denied that I was incapable,

Pointed at them for my failures.

Now standing on top of my feelings,

Crowds loud and shaking,

Gasping for a breath—

What a loser I’ve become.

Oh life, why can’t we be friends?

Be my best buddy, be my helper,

Spoil me with a little luck,

So wherever I go, we could hold each other.

What should we do?

Will the sky take us back to the blue?

Damn, it hurts. My life feels over.

Damn—why does this feel so sad?