Things go good and things go bad,
But what if I don't want to live anymore?
If things are good, something happens.
Sometimes when things are bad, nothing does.
So moral of the story,
Figure your own shit out,
And create your own happiness.
Don't base it off of someone else.
If you can't make your own damned self happy,
How can anyone else?
Lessons to be learned
The day after a drunk night.
Realizing things about other people,
You knew all along,
But wouldn't believe.

(He's not mine to pick apart,
But if one would ever feel such a way as me,
Then can look straight into his heart,
And break it, just to be.)