life goes on

[whoo_hoo_jimny]

how am i supposed know why
you died and left me so surprised
gotta smoke the weed just to
keep me on top of my life so deprived

i keep on going cos i gotta
but i dont know if its cos i wanna
cos i need the love of a woman
like i need the sound of the drum to feed on

life dont seem right thats why i fight on
like the game, i cant lose so i play on
kick kick punch, game over...continue?
i think so, life goes on



random poem there, jus wrote it as it came to me so its a bit patchy at times (or all the time i dunno) feel free to poke at it, any criticism is good for future writing

Edit: sorry animal, just realised you had a poem with a similar title, wasnt trying to rip it off