Monetize

If I had a dollar for every suicidal thought
Maybe I would not be such a failure
Wailing so distraught

If I had a quarter for all the times I have receded
I think I'd be wealthy enough
For happiness to come as needed

If I had a dime for every time life was without meaning
In time I could probably come close
To finding out I was just dreaming

If I had a nickel for every second I was bored
Nothing plain and never pain
Could stab through me as a sword

'Twas I given a penny in my moments of despair
I'd pay to disappear forever
No joy and fellowship would I ever share

But alas, none of these things could come to be
So solitary on this path I stay
Confused on whether I'm truly free