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.