Only Solution

I have no accomplishments to my name;

I've never been good at anything,

And never will.

If I was going to be successful

At even the most basic things imaginable,

I would have done something,

anything,

With my life,

A long,

Long,

very long

Time ago.

At this point I'm a burden

(a stupid worthless pathetic ugly disgusting hideous blight on humanity),

And I ought to sleep

Underground

And dig my bed myself

And be buried away

Tucked alone

In a place where I can never bother anyone

Ever

Again.