Positivity

Out of my head,
Need to get out of my head.
Can't really say that I wish that I was dead,
Cause at that point they just,
Call the Goddamn feds.
Even though I know,
I'm never giving up.
I don't feel like,
Climbing all the way back up.
Folk are either merciless or,
Fill your soul with pity.
They break you down with words,
And they think they're being witty.
They twist up your intestines right until you're feeling shitty.
Goddamn, what a waste of so much flesh.
Why can't they just practice positivity.