Suicide

It’s unanimous uncontested irrefutable no doubt no conjecture I am an arsehole bad-tempered foul-mouthed and irredeemably crass all my conversations revolve around me my opinions about everything are always right I have done everything I have been everywhere it has taken almost seventy years for this message to reach home but upbeat and eternally optimistic agony aunts aside it is now too late for me to change so, do I remove myself and not be missed or, do I forge on unliked but endured ‘tis a quandary that has bested me if truth be told most days my choice lies but a hair’s breadth away from the former solution do not be alarmed dear reader the above are merely the musings of a crusty old bullet I shall remain irredeemably crass until the lights go out aah life what a thing it is.