I do not know what to say,
I wish it all would go away.
Me, a broken jar of clay,
boring, hopeless, tragic play.
I am full of deep dismay,
sadness is all I convey,
nothing good do I display,
slowly here I do decay.
Lost here now within the fray,
wow these words are so cliche.
Life for me is grim and gray,
hope I don't wake to see the day.
