Bliss From a Bullet

Everyday I wake up to a mundane reality Lying in bed thinking, waiting for dawn Nothing left to believe in, no hope for society With no more strength I can barely move on Looking around I see people enjoying life, having fun Their laughs mocking me as I sit alone That’s it I can’t stand it, I’m done Finally, to me the truth has been shown No one cared, they never did, and never will I need to end it all, society is full of it With the gun to my head time seems to stand still Now the only thing I can believe in is bliss from a bullet.