<sub>Life couldn't be any fucker better.

We're moving, but we have nowhere to go. My glasses broke and I haven't been able to see for a few days. But oh wait, it's not like I can get them fixed. Ohh noo. All these fucking idiots are closed for the "holiday." Oh so you're gunna be sitting on your lazy ass and stuffing your face with chocolate; And I'm blind until a place opens.

And now I just found out I can't take my cat with me. So my best friend for the past two years, gone. Just like that.

Things will get better they said. You'll be happy they said. Oh I'm real about living nowhere and losing my cat. How the hell is this better!? I already have nothing. Everything I've ever loved in my life has been taken away from me and never returned.</sub>

I hate the way these people think,
Seeing it written down on all this ink.
I think quietly to myself,
How can she do this to herself.
The pain and suffering that comes along,
Thinking of all the places where she doesn't belong.
I would give her my all,
For the times she will fall.
But she'd never give me that satisfaction,
Of all the complicated actions.
I would shine the light,
On her brave fight,
Through the times that are rough.
But sadly, I am not enough.