I'm such an inconvenience Taking up way to much room My wife and kids don't want or need me Seems I only brought them gloom So I live on lonely street Rejected by my only friend A bitter disappointment After believing that would never end Is there any use of trying? Each day I wish that I could die What's the purpose to my life? As I lived most of it a lie Now I'm stuck in limbo Not knowing what to do No plans or any strategy Just feeling like I'm through As long as I keep breathing I'll always feel the inner pain I'm so glad we are not reborn Wouldn't go through it again