The game of life is hard to play

You're going to lose it anyway
the losing card you'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say...

The only way to win is cheat
and lay it down before you're beat
and to another give your seat
for that's the only painless feat

I had enough of this shit
My friends gave me a joint and I took a hit
I didn't mean to do it all
But my parents still made me take the fall

They bitched and moaned until their mouths were dry
I sunk real low thinking this is the last time I'll cry
I was sent to my room my tits all sagging
Luckily I stole a kitchen dagger that did some dagging.

I waited until night to slit my emo wrists
I liked it so much I even gave it a little twist
I soon grew tired and all my blood was lost
I was soon nothing and knew freedom at no cost.

Is >>13 happy? I got some rhymes for ya!
Plz comment on my sweet poem.