a poem.

Tried runnin’
Came back

Tried fightin’
Got beat

Tried stealin’
Got caught

Tried drinkin’
Got sick

Tried smokin’
Got choked

Tried drugs
Hate needles

Tried starvin’
Got hungry

Tried cuttin’
It hurt

Tried dyin’
Still livin’

So I guess
I’ll just try
bein’ happy

– copin’