"How could you live
And have no story to tell?"
It’s easy, you see
It was all going well
Till I decided one day
I hated myself,
And then I decided
I hated life itself.
I became so depressed
That I lost every bit of hope
Everything was gone
All I did was mope.
And that’s the reason
I have no story
Because society came
And took away my glory
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
"How could you live
And have no story to tell?"
It’s easy, you see
It was all going well
Till I decided one day
I hated myself,
And then I decided
I hated life itself.
I became so depressed
That I lost every bit of hope
Everything was gone
All I did was mope.
And that’s the reason
I have no story
Because society came
And took away my glory
