The Good Life


Day after day,
Lonley night after night,
Id given up all hope of a good life,
Gave up on ever beliveing that someday I would see the light,
Wanting nothing more to do with this life,
Wanting nothing to do with what my future had in sight,
I soon lost all hope of anything and everything
that Id ever thought was right,
Out of mind,
Out of sight,
Nothing good will ever become of this life,
As I sit here on this rainy night,
I sit here and this I write,
That Ive given up all hope of ever liveing the good life.

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