A Cry For Help

My life is in turmoil,
It’s all run a muck.
I’ve been bloody stupid,
And now I am stuck.

If fate is the future,
And the future is fate,
Then so long as it’s better,
Shit I can’t wait.

Gone is the weeping,
Gone is the pain,
Sometimes I do wonder,
Am I still sane?

My life is a shambles,
I’m all out of luck,
And now I sit thinking,
So who gives a fuck!

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