Digging down into a deep pit,
I just want to stop and quit.
Maybe it’s given that they win,
All it has done is give me chagrin.
Maybe I’m just a weak coward,
Everything has truly soured.
Maybe there’s nothing for me in life,
It’s all literally just strife.
I don’t even remember a time when I was happy,
The few memories I remember is all crappy.
It’s a huge thing to decide,
To die or to hide.