certificates

i don't think my momma knew
what she was getting into.
we spread our time as best we can,
but the world takes it all back in the end.
we managed to break and bend
all of the rules but still
came out last.
what the hell went wrong?
just what the hell went wrong?
my days are in flux;
i'm knocking on death's door, crawling through an empty womb.
stake me down, keep me still.
i wasn't even supposed to be here, anyway.