Today was a good day,
Not a single tear was shed.
Today was a good day,
That's why I'm wishing I were dead.
The desolate sea beckoning me,
Depression, a mere inevitability.
Dare not lie to me,
My death will be chosen, setting me free.
I rue the day I attempted while crying.
Is it not superior to leave the world smiling?
Today was a good day,
I best get to flying away-
Before my monsters return,
abolishing yet another day...
Death being an opportunity,
Again poached away.
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
Today was a good day,
Not a single tear was shed.
Today was a good day,
That's why I'm wishing I were dead.
The desolate sea beckoning me,
Depression, a mere inevitability.
Dare not lie to me,
My death will be chosen, setting me free.
I rue the day I attempted while crying.
Is it not superior to leave the world smiling?
Today was a good day,
I best get to flying away-
Before my monsters return,
abolishing yet another day...
Death being an opportunity,
Again poached away.
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Despite the darkness, I have had a relatively relaxing day
