It’s hard to admit that
sometimes it doesn’t mean anything
that everyone you care about is selfish
and you don’t really know them at all.
It’s hard to admit that
time passes and you can’t feel
to know that life is slipping away
and you couldn’t care less.
It’s hard to admit that
it was all for nothing
the heartbreak and tears
they’ll just **** someone else.
It’s hard to admit that
you have no control
and that death waits for no one
not even the ones you like.
It’s hard to admit that
for some people
there is no happy ending.
And there’s nothing to be done
but hope the next beer
will put you out of your misery
for tonight.