Your Life Is A Sickness

I might as well be a ghost here

I might as well disappear

You talk amongst yourselves as though I'm not here

Yes when I leave no one will shed a tear


But that's all good, I just don't understand you

You just need someone new

Someone who will simply nod and comply

Yes someone who will never try


To move past you, or outperform you

You're just terrified of what I might do

What a tragic life you own

I pity you, scared to fall from your throne


See what you have is a sickness

A terrible illness

And the worst part is that you cannot see the issue

For you, this is life, and you are torn so easily, like broken tissue

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