I am nothing other than what you would call a leftover
But I wish I knew, why I can’t die yet.
I’m not suicidal, at least, not yet.
But I play no importance in anyone’s life, nor will I ever in the future.
So why haven’t I died yet?
I am nothing other than what you would call a leftover
But I wish I knew, why I can’t die yet.
I’m not suicidal, at least, not yet.
But I play no importance in anyone’s life, nor will I ever in the future.
So why haven’t I died yet?