Why do I even bother? The world is full of stupid lies,
Write this silly trash and it becomes another waste of time,
Perhaps someone will notice, of course nobody ever does,
It's just that we're ALL losers until we've "flown like the gods,"
This will be my last poem, I always promise myself it must be,
But eventually I cave and waste my time on another rhyme,
Fill the world with more useless verse that no one will ever read.