I’m too chicken to kill myself, but I don’t see a point to living. Yeah, I could find a sliver of hope, try to lift myself up, but what’s the use?
Even my mother has called me a bitch. Takes one to know one I guess?
I’m too chicken to kill myself, but I don’t see a point to living. Yeah, I could find a sliver of hope, try to lift myself up, but what’s the use?