I have no purpose for living
But death would be too easy an out
Too good for someone as vile as I
So I must suffer through
Living in the purgatory created just for me
For I was not made to be loved or to love
I was made to die, I was made to cry
I was made to crumble beneath the tragic life I was handed
I die with a clear conscience, I never lied
I cry for my two beautiful, innocent children
But they would do better without me
Everyone would be better served if I did not exist
I am not capable of living in the world
I cannot conform to the evils of this society
I cannot accept the cruelties that are the rule
Instead of the exception – as it should be
Since I am the virus…
Then it is I that should be eliminated
I go gladly, willingly… with a smile on my fractured face
Please let me die
Please Let Me Die
I have no purpose for living But death would be too easy an out Too good for someone as vile as I So I must suffer through Living in the purgatory created just for me For I was not made to be loved or to love I was made to die, I was made to…
