Everything worth losing has aready been lost
Everything worth gaining has already been gained
This early life of mine brings me to my grave
Hop in my casket?
Walk down the street.
Either way my existence is complete
Only age twenty four
yet i'm ready to be no more
What is there to sought, What is there to chase?
Continuing to live is my own disgrace
Everything worth gaining has already been gained
Everything worth losing has already been lost
My joys and fears, all were tossed
The bank is filled, the body is pleased
Thy parents have died, thy life is seized
Tighten my noose, hang the rope
but feed me with a silver spoon
I loved life a little to much
Now i'm holding my psychological crutch
Everything worth losing has already been lost
Everything worth gaining has already been gained
Time to move to the next plane
'All work and no play
Brought Johnny to an early grave'
'All play and no work
Did Johnny alot of hurt'
Ninety years of events occurred within my first twenty four
Nothing left to live or die for?
Which gates will open, the ones from the earth? or the ones from the sky?
maybe both, i get to pick how I say goodbye.
Everything worth gaining has already been gained
Everything worth losing has already been lost
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem