Not sure what to do with this life I pursue All I know is I tend to disappoint you, And now this life is going out again Dieing Fading Slipping Into sin All I know is that I don’t deserve to be forgiven. So here I sit, this path was written Pop one pop two Another pill might kill you. Not sure what to do? Pop three pop four Now your lying on the floor Gotten what you deserve, No space in the afterlife did you reserve. Blackness all around This is what it feels like to be buried six feet underground. Nobody breathes a lasting breath Nobody cares about your death. You lived alone And it has shown When nobody was there when they buried you Now you were dug underground. And nobody made a sound. Nobody cared that you past Nobody cared that breath was your last. You lived alone and died alone You slept and cried alone. Nothing to give back in this life Nothing to show worth a fight. If this is what it means to die You said with a sigh And nobody will miss me Then maybe I should set this world free. Free from who I am, Wasting resources, wasting space Not even a competitor in this race The race they call living And nobody has ever been forgiving, So now you died, And nobody even cried.