Please

I need this day to end

Please.

I hate life.

Well, not quite, maybe it's just.. today

Apparently, I can't shut up, I have too much to say.

But now, there's nothing to say anyway

Drama's fun, under the sun-

I'm too young for this, or maybe too old- I don't know anymore.

I would pay fifty cents for life to just assent that I could use a break.

But who knows, maybe it'll break my nose and go;

"Do you really think you could bribe me away?"

And then it'll dash, and take my hash

Just like Grinch on Christmas day.

See you tomorrow,

See you next week.

See you next year,

Or maybe never again.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading.