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"Man With No Future"

Born in nowhere
Lost in forever
Dying again
As long as my life

Going somewhere
No one and never
Won’t ever save me
Trying sharping a knife

A man with no future
A goddamned vulture
Is always waving
Above my head

A man with no feelings
I’m never dealing
With Death, understanding
I will never be dead

What the hell am I doing?
I am never approving
Killing myself
As many years before

I feel my body is moving
But my mind isn’t doing
Anything for me now
So tell me, what I am for?

All my dreams are not pleasure
I am spending my leisure
Cutting my vans
And taking poison again

I kill myself and not crying
Can’t make new method of dying
I have nothing to lose
And either nothing to gain

I have no home now
My poisoned brain is in coma
And I am again
Writing to you

Please kill me one more time
Won’t be considered a crime
When my old life is ended
I am starting a new