Our work is never over,
Our daily attempts to finish life,
My life is going dowhill,
All I see ahead is struggle and strife.

I don't need you to add even more weight,
I don't need for my life to be worse,
My luck never varies,
It's like I'm in a curse.

Now let me ask this,just one more time,
Why can you not let me cry?
Why does there have to be a smile on my face?
Let me do my own thing,on my own pace.

So when you see me,
I hope you feel bad,
Because I'm that friend
You're gonna wish you had.