Everyone Hates Mondays But After This They'Re Gonna Hate Me - Poem by Chris Sterling
So sick so sick
Hoping that things will only get worse
I hope I am the cancer that kills you
I hope you realize all the pain you’ve caused to me
While you take in your last breath
You’ve consumed me with every dropp of depression
You act like you’re the only one who’s had a bad day
Don’t you know everyone hates Mondays
And last time I checked my weeks been a fucking disaster.
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