This life feels like a joke. Misery all around not a smile to be seen. Words that flow from people's lips, rotten fruit. The stench clings to them. Life the gift that keeps on flowing. Why do they live? Each day the same, misery covered with *****. Scarred and broken, embarrassed of themselves. This misery eating them alive. No one cares they say yet all these people stay by their side. Assistance in every way. This life feels like a joke. Misery growing inside. Join me on this ride. Down the path of doom and gloom. Where nothing ever grows. Here take a drink. Come sit next to me. Misery sure loves company.