The Grim Reaper

The Grim Reaper

I hate my life
I want to die
I just don't care anymore
I'll never be good enough
I'll never fit in
So then what's the point of playing this useless game?
My foes are mounting
While my friends are deplete
So come on Death
Oh Prince of Darkness
It is just you and I
So let us partake in this final game
The minutes are falling, Oh Grim Reaper
I grow weary as they drag by slowly
If you don't enter the game soon
I might just play the game all by myself