wanderlust

lost all hope....

prepare the bullet,

tie the rope,

hide the food,

i just can\'t cope.

break my books,

burn my bed,

tear everything apart,

including my head.

make me sad,

make me stressed,

make me angry,

then leave me for dead.

fire that bullet,

and let go of that rope,

never give me the food,

i\'ve lost all hope.