Well what comes now

Well here we go off the top of my brain again
        It's been bad times with everything
        It's like I deserve it so the pain starts again
       Why can't I just rest let the angels sing their hyms
       Too early for death depression starts again

       It was not long ago when John cougar sang a song
       I was young thought what does he mean life goes on
       After the thrill of living is gone walk on. 
       Is it life after death whats the concept 
        Now I get it and I do move on but so much was left out
        Even that very profound song. 

        Now thar the time of no thrill or at least few and far between
        Can I find out how to handle what's next cause
        I was one these kids no one had time to teach 
         Life lessons to or give coping tools to 
        Nope I was the guy who covered up the pain
        With humor and a good smile.  Yet very shy

          So what comes next is there even more pain
           To come before rest people made life to
           Where its only worth living if you can find wealth
           And we can't even find secure in today economy 
           Without 3 jobs and federal assistance 
           Which is political war it's for drug addicted 
            Residents.

             The phone is dying so this is temp stop
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