Still Botherin Me Poem by Vasto Grom
Still Botherin Me
I put a gun to my head
Which was full of dread
Knowing that I would rather be dead
Cause the world kept botherin
Oh the world kept botherin
Yes, the world kept botherin me
The darkness swept over me
I could no longer see
I hoped that this would set me free
Cause the world kept botherin
Oh the world kept botherin
Yes, the world kept botherin me
But as I lay dying
I heard her start crying
I could feel her tears falling on me
Cause the world's still botherin
Oh the world's still botherin
Yes, the world's still botherin me
All I really wanted was to find peace
To have the pain of this world finally cease
Sadly, after my death all it did was increase
Cause the world's still botherin
Oh the world's still botherin
Yes, the world's still botherin me
Love this poem! Superb write. Cant wait for more of your unique brand of poetry
Yes even if one commits suicide it does not change the world. To cause a change, be the change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 5:50:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I caught myself singing this with kind of a blues tune in my head. :) Nicely written.