What is the point?
Please, everyone, in the hope of their hating you last
Keep quiet so you are picked on last
You are at the very end of the one
You will last the longest
It's the mindset that you have
But is it just?
You breathe in, hoping the oxygen never runs out
And yet you will still die
One day or another
Why not wait it out
Wait until the last moment
To tell someone
To show someone
To be someone
And yet you will die
Inevitably, one day or another
It's just a waiting game
And yet you'd rather be last
To see how brutal it will be once death gets to you.