Crazy and Crappy
Could I live forever it seems a crazy idea
But in my isolation it’s not something to fear
I wake each morning in my lonely room
Being ready for all my sadness and gloom
That will welcome me throughout the day
Leaving me alone with nothing to say
So in this my quiet lonely corner of the earth
I sit and watch the world with no sign of mirth
This it seems is the life of mine planned out
But whoever the planner, they want a good clout
A reprimand so great they would never again
Have the thoughts to cause so much pain
For one person alone to have to tout around
Wishing they were in a wooden box buried underground
What kind of existence is that to live through
Wishing each and every day would start anew
So you had the chance to live and be happy
Instead of always feeling this so very crappy