Life is a prison
Life is hell
Life is full of problems
It makes me want to yell
Life is not fun
I feel like blowing my head off with a big old gun
My dreams are crushed I'm ageing fast
Any hopes I've got will not last
God does not exist
Only feelings of loneliness persist
A higher power I wish there was
But only because I'm disastrous
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem