The Meaning of Life

Screw




It




All




For this isn't living,
It's a mere existence;
A day to day crawl
Through the mud and shit of the world.
Being spit on by all those higher than us,
Better than us.
Kicked in the teeth,
We taste the blood of defeat.
And all this,
For what?

To finally end up in the ground,
Back into the dirt we've spent our whole lives tasting.
Just to start the whole damn process again.

So stop feeling;
It makes everything that much easier.