Round and round and round I go
Where will I stop? God only knows
Up one street, the next I go down
First a smile and then a frown
People pay money to ride the big coaster
Now I get to ride my own rollercoster
Pills should do it but they're never enough
Stopping this shit is always so tough
Sad is my mood times one million
These sins of mine number a zillion
I hate the mirror, the face I see there
Wish I could punch it, stop it's mean stare
I'm under the bottom and over the top
When will it ever fucking stop?
My head tells me never, it's not in the cards
My life is in pieces, my heart in shards
But I've had good days, yesterday and before
I find myself always wanting some more
I know that they're out there somewhere
If I could find them then I wouldn't care
Tomorrow, as they say, is another day
I pray that it doesn't go this way
The tears they are falling
My heart strings are calling
Die say they, then it'll stop
But I am afraid to take that hop
The answer it may be, I am not sure
I just can't tell, my thoughts aren't pure
I know that life is all that I want
And I know I want to stop being a runt
Who cares where it goes? Why do I worry?
It's not like I have favors to curry
Die I should, I should exit this planet
Get out of this world and all that are on it
Put all of this world out of the misery
Of dealing with me and all the chicanery
For I am not worth the trouble it takes
To make your way though all of these snakes
I think that I've got to go now
This poem has grown long somehow
Life is a mystery and To solve its mystery is to make a glorious history.
Life is a mystery and To solve its mystery is to make a glorious history.
Life is a mystery and To solve its mystery is to make a glorious history.
Life is a mystery and To solve its mystery is to make a glorious history.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a mystery and To solve its mystery is to make a glorious history.