No Love For Misery
just wanna scream
trapped inside thrashing about
all I can manage is to pout
feeling so far gone
everything feels all wrong
while you were all dying
I just sat here crying
wasting my time
I almost missed the purpose
rate there on the surface
we are all
playing around
living this life
until we are
in the ground
so i wipe away my frown
stiffen up adjusted my crown and
fill my cup
everyday has happiness and misery
it is what it is and now it is clear to me
I won't waste my time sadly
if I rather be remembered gladly
misery loves company
but surely no one loves misery
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