Kill Yourself from Jabberwocky by whatever...

A life you lack, pathetic sack of constant misery.
Amazing how you find the worst in everything you see.
Whining, sighing, talk of dying,
every breath you breathe.
Go ahead and kill yourself, it just leaves more for me.

Isolate yourself and then complain that you're alone.
I know it's a cliché, but
you should reap what you have sown.
Sympathy you say you need, a plot to get attention.
I've got problems, just like you, too many to mention.

Now you know that
I have my own share of problems, too.
But my way to deal with them is to make fun of you.
It's true, it guess it's not as mature as I should be.
But you already hate yourself,
you might as well hate me.

So, life sucks for you.
That's a personal view.
If you don't like yourself,
why would anyone like you?
Finally, I'll say,
the lesson for today is
I know life's a waste of time,
but I like it anyway.

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