POEM 4 U

It's the day I die Dress me in that suit and tie Bury me at 10 at night I don't wanna see no tears So I'm keeping it at candlelight Cause of death is classified I've always been a mystery (Where the f*ck am I) Stuck in the past it feels my future copies history So who am i to ask god to take me out my misery What's a victory When 200,000 soldiers fall I keep dozing off Developing a smokers cough This world is getting small It's shrinking on the daily I can't even take the trash out I'm too high and I'm too lazy It's 10 am and I'm still thinking bout the other night How you held my hand and you said that I'd be all alright I'm not doing fine I really think I never am I'm in a jam but baby girl I'm the fucking man At least I try to be In stories to make you worry less My one regret Is not saying that I love you yet All that glitters Is not gold