I seemed to have lost all of my luster
And found myself starting to fluster
With my life and what was left to do;
My real person no one ever knew.
Should I hang myself in the shower?
Somehow be killed by electrical power
Or burn my body until it will singe
So on certain people, I can have revenge.
There are many things that must be faced
Like being let go by a show and not replaced;
This whole relentless story goes on and on;
Petty soon to heaven, I will have gone.
James Thomas Horn