Don't say anything
I just want you to listen

There is no right
To happiness
To peace or joy
There is no right
To feeling good
To having esteem or virtue
These rights
Do not exist
And I am done pretending
That they do
I can no longer insist
That there is hope
Or joy
Or even a future
I cannot lie anymore
I refuse to participate
In the hypocrisy of dreams
And I refuse to go on
Believing in the delusion
Of human kindness

I see no point
In pointless conjecture
I see no reasonable future
In an irrational world
And yet
I will go on
One day bleeding into the next
Until it is finally my turn
To be at rest.