The End

You have problems…
I have problems…
Everyone has problems.
No big deal and no big whoop.
So, you feel like shit?
Who cares?
I don’t care,
You don’t care,
They don’t care.
No one cares.
Everyone dies.
But you’re the one who decides…
To die today?
Or tomorrow?
When you’re old?
Now, when you’re young?
To die by your hands?
Or by the hands of others?
Which will it be?
Hurry, time is ticking by.
Whatever you decide…
It doesn’t matter in the end…