This life is like
A slow suicide
Where you hang yourself daily
Till the day that you die

More often than not
You shoot yourself in the foot
As your **** and your brain
Take turns working your mouth

You'd write a note
Explaining way
But life is too short
And you don't have the time

This life is like
A slow suicide
Where the daily problems
Poison both heart and mind

You find yourself
So tired of it
But in life's confusion
You don't know how to quit

So you live it all
For sufferings sake
Till death comes along
And takes life away