art · depression · Family · Love · Mental Illness · Uncategorized

Your Life Sucks.

Your life sucks, say it to my face
Where’s your report card?
You surely burned it or hid it somewhere
After all, you did the same thing with your heart
Straighten your back,
Elbows on table,

Make sure you don’t spill your heart all over the place

stop
How dare you leave the meal?
We still haven’t finished (blaming you)
apologies, dad
I don’t know what lonely is but
It tastes like you and your empty talks

Your life sucks, say it to my face
Months went by and you didn’t sleep
Waiting for a goodnight text that never came
But see, there’s no graveyard in your throat
Made for the words that died on your lips
That’s why everything you write
Seems like eulogy
Though you do not want to die yet
Not with a large amount of zeros
on your bank account
A tattooless passport
And a so little amount of hearts
That you have touched

Your life sucks, say it to my face
it’s all right,

Maybe you’ll drink your coffee at 10am tomorrow
And call it a day

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