what kind of of loser writes poems like this ?
telling the whole world that his own life is amiss...
if it had the guts to take its own advice,
it would run to its kitchen and fall on a knife...
but wait... there is no backbone in a jellyfish,
only babbling on and on encouraging someone else's death wish...
its poems give no good advice at all,
being full of bitterness, deceit and gall...