The End

The End

What is the point of being alive,

It's all designed to make us cry.

I look around and all I see,

Is people living in misery.

I hope it all ends soon,

Perhaps in a collision with the moon.

Humanity is evil and must be destroyed,

With all of the weapons that have been deployed.

The fat cats have won

The effort is done

Just grab a gun,

Maybe it will be fun.

It's every loser on their own,

Narcissists sit upon the throne.

They don't see that we are real,

Nobody cares how we feel.

Hope is a four letter word,

It is true and I've heard.

It should be treated as profanity,

To trust it is insanity.

Humanity will end once and for all,

We have peaked and now must fall.

The world today is not designed for everyone

It's just left me uncomfortably numb.

We try, they make it so failure is all that's left

The ultimate goal is our destruction