My Life It's Official

I'm not bent, I'm broken...

Not another word spoken...

No giving... No take...

Just one big ing mistake...

No forgive... No forget...

No time left to regret...

No future... No past...

Everything is far from my blast...

How will I ever understand my past...

No holding on... No letting go...

How will I ever know...

My life is a joke... 

Without the coke...

People just love to poke... 

No egg to my yoke...

No destiny... No fate...

But differently hell's gate...

My soul is in disrepair that's how I know...

I'm standing right there...

People determined to do me wrong & still expect me to remain strong....

No heaven... No earth...

Maybe one day I will make a choice that works for me...

Instead of sitting on my **** with a cold cup of tea...

Feeling sorry for poor little old me...

Sad **** choices are my only mistake...

My life is a mess, not just from heartache...

Going around in circles seems to be my thing...

Little hope... Little dope...

I wish I could fake it, but nope...

My life & me are the funniest thing you'll ever see...

This Is My Life Unfortunately...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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