Inconvenience
I'm such an inconvenience
Taking up way to much room
My wife and kids don't want or need me
Seems I only brought them gloom
So I live on lonely street
Rejected by my only friend
A bitter disappointment
After believing that would never end
Is there any use of trying?
Each day I wish that I could die
What's the purpose to my life?
As I lived most of it a lie
Now I'm stuck in limbo
Not knowing what to do
No plans or any strategy
Just feeling like I'm through
As long as I keep breathing
I'll always feel the inner pain
I'm so glad we are not reborn
Wouldn't go through it again
