Just looking at people
Who have all the luck
Just makes me remember
That my life sucks

Nothing happens
When I want it to
And if I think about it
It makes me blue

No one's around
When I have something to say
When something important happens
They're always away

It makes me feel
Like no one cares
Cuz when I need them most
They're never there

I know they can't help it
I guess it's just luck, but
It pisses me off
That life has to suck

Just like this poem
I want to read it to you
But you're not around
So what should I do?

While writing this now
I know I'll regret it
Cuz I'll throw it in a corner
And then I'll forget it

I try to call you and tell you
But no, you're not there!
And it makes me so mad
That life isn't fair

When I try calling you all day
I say, "What the fuck?!"
Then I slam down the phone
And say, "Boy, does life suck!"

Ok, here it goes,
I'll get to the end
I know that you've tried hard
To be a good friend

But do you get the point?
Do you get what I say?
When I want to talk
You're always away!

When you get back
I totally forget
No matter what it is
You'll never hear about it

But please don't worry
I don't blame you
It just makes me mad that
Things don't happen like I want them to!

So, I guess I'll go out back
And talk to some ducks
And tell them about
How much my life sucks