i live my life day to day
praying that someone will come and take it away
soon my body will begin to decay
life causes such dismay
my head is full of aches
my heart is full of breaks
but one thing that is the same
is that i am the one to blame
problems run through my head
i wish i would just dropp dead
because i am very tired
of not being admired
so i run home to my beautiful wife
go to the kitchen and grab a knife
soon for me there will be no such thing as life
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