Having thoughts lots about dying.
And other things that I don’t know.
Its not the fear that’s got me down.
Just that I don’t want to go.
Now sure I know I have no choice.
Has been made abundant and clear.
This transformation is all the rage.
I just kinda like it here.
I hear all this complaining.
What’s wrong about this and that.
You never really stood a chance.
With an attitude like that.

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