Will they miss me
Thats a question I too often ask myself
Sure I've got friends
Sure I've got family
But will they actually miss me
I am one of those people the world could do without
I only take up space
I won't make a worthwhile difference
Or change any lives
For the good that is
My mind is a mess
I take it out on people who don't need any other problems
I waste their brain space on the useless that is me
My problems are my own
They should stay that way
Now for anyone that reads this
Take my advice
Try not to listen to the assholes of this world
For sadly
You will turn out like me
I hide it all
For I don't know for how much longer I can
Yet still
I wonder
Will they miss me
For that is a question I too often ask myself
