You can have it all: my empire of regrets
Take my body and the past bottled up in it: my only assets
Make no mistake, it all comes as is
No warranty. And the manual
If there ever was one.
Let’s see how well you can do living my life when I am gone
Some tips: the soul is fueled by skepticism and anxiety
Prepare for expensive mistakes and a calamity
Every few years.
And you will have no close peers
So no tears when you are screaming out and no one hears