There's nothing you can tell me,
That I haven't already told myself
I know it's all in my head
I know that ultimently I control my happiness
I know it's all my choice
But when nothing goes your way
It's just easier to be sad
It's easier to do drugs
It's easier to hate
It's easier to give up
It's easier to think about the negatives
Because in the end
I'll be sad again
Because life is full of dead ends,
And disappointments

So why waste time looking for happiness?
Why get my hopes up,
Only to fall in to a deeper and darker hole then I was in before?
Why bother living,
When in the end we are going to die anyway?
Everything you work for
Everything you strive to achieve
Everything you thought was important
None of it matters
Because we die
And we are forgotten