Dear Universe, are you done laughing?
Because this isn’t funny anymore.
Do you want me to put on a red nose and go dancing?
Or let me just clap and bark and cause an uproar.
You’ve seen me stumble and break over and over again,
You’ve seen as I shiver through the nights with silent tears,
You’ve watched me, desperately hold on to the pieces that remain,
Yet you’ve binge-watched my misery like a sit-com through the years.
Dear Universe, have I given you a good laugh?
If I have, please let me go now.
I’ve done you a favor by writing my own epitaph,
Let me exit the stage with a sound bow.