Doomed To Depression
By Invader Sin
I can't remember my family
I don't have any friends
If I ever had any
They went underground in the end.
A headless bunny floats around
Giving advice to me
He tells me to stop killing
He says I'm not crazy
But Mr. Fuck tells me
That I should kill myself
He gets so annoying sometimes
I HATE YOU, MR. EFF!
Psycho Doughboy says that I
Need to kill some more
That I've always been a slave
I don't know anymore…
My one fan I killed off
And my ex thinks I'm on crack.
My name is Johnny C., and
I'm a homicidal maniac.
I know, it sucks, but it's my first little bit of poetry on JTHM. I entered it in some contest on some website and lost. How'd I know that was coming?