I guess everyone was right about me.
It’s obvious they all knew.
In days I find it hard to be happy,
And I don’t know what to do.
I look to the sky for answers
In response, just dull silence.
Every day my life of cancer,
Brings back days of old opulence.

I guess everyone was right about me.
And now I’m feeling blue.
I desire a simplistic existence to lead,
That life cannot renew.
In time, I’m sure it will be better
But never wholly great.
Owing the great debtor,
Makes life hereafter a mistake.

I guess everyone was right about me.
So now I’ll fade to black
A favor to the world for free,
As I hear the hammer clack
The primer hits the powder,
The powder hits the lead,
The lead flies out the chamber
And careens into my head.
The worlds at peace and I’m asleep
As I drift into the end of me.