MY PITIFUL ATTEMPTS AT SONGWRITING PT5 - Reeking Of Trouble (ROT)

Weekly Poem #5!

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Wrote this in October I think?? Idr, I feel like every1 h8s me. Anyway, I imagine this 2 b like a very fast-paced song.

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Don't know why I feel so small,

I'm starting to lose it all;

And as my first goes through the wall

I watch it crumble, watch it fall!

My mother thinks I should fuck off;

I won't be on this earth for long.

She tells me to rot in hell

Where I belong.

She tells me to rot in hell

Where I belong!

I've lost all forms of self-control,

Want to see myself corrode,

Self-destruction gets me off,

Why the fuck should I go on?

My mother thinks I should fuck off

I won't be on this earth for long,

She tells me to rot in hell

Where I belong!..

She tells me to rot in hell

Where I belong.