Hey, before you read this, I need you to know that it is not a poem, but a song. That, at least for me, alters the way I read things. So this not is just to tell you to read it as a song. Thank you.
My life sucks, I’m too young to be
The hidden cynic and critic that is me
My life sucks, I’m full of raging hormones
My life sucks, I am so alone
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
But in my life there’s a white spot
A single rose hidden in the rot
She’s my love, my life’s desire, my love
My greatest gift from above
My life sucks, looking from afar
She barely knows me, and none of my heart
My life sucks, her beauty’s haunting me
Our electrical charge could power the whole city
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
But in my life there’s a white spot
A single rose hidden in the rot
She’s my love, my life’s desire, my love
My greatest gift from above
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
My life sucks, yes it does, yes it does
My life sucks, yes it sucks, yes it sucks, sucks, sucks
But in my life there’s a white spot
A single rose hidden in the rot
She’s my love, my life’s desire, my love
My greatest gift from above
But in my life there’s a white spot
A single rose hidden in the rot
She’s my love, my life’s desire, my love
My greatest gift from above
My life sucks.
