Panhandling It

It’s been a long time coming

And I’m tired of running.

I’ll surrender to sadness,

I’ll accept the madness.

I’ll say everything’s alright

As the world burns around me.

Say I’m fine while pain surrounds me.

If suffering was looking for a home,

It’s lucky it found me.

They tell me there’s a light at the end,

But I’ve lost far too many friends,

To believe that suffering will ever end.

Maybe living is just pain,

Maybe bodies in graves

Have the right idea.

I spend life trying to escape

The pain of living.

Maybe it’s time to take

My last breath in.

I’m not sad enough to give up soon,

I’ll stop change when

Tides ignore the moon.

I’ll live a life and be proud of it

Even if it ends in ruin.

I wasn’t made for this world,

Why can't people just be kind,

Searching for answers I can’t find.

Will people ever catch up to me?

That all that matters is love and loyalty?

No,

They’ll still fuck you over for a good deal.

That’s just how dreadful dices tend to roll.

The world will keep your labor and sell your soul,

If you’re alive you’ll someday have to pay this toll.