Shall I Go?

I’m tired of my life
of being in a cage like some wife
of hearing praises of golden bars
of wishing an end to the wars.

Of thinking how cruel life can be
of weighing my options to flee
of looking at some positive
of finding meaning in life’s negative.

My life always had melancholy
my life for me always felt sorry
my life, though, not a culprit
but I wasn’t fit enough for it.

Life wore gloom always
happiness always out of phase
what fun was in materialistic chase
had I not come with counted days?

I felt the need to end up life
I was too tired to live life
if life was cruel and promised so
then was it not better for me to go?

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