My Life Is Over

I should be ending my life
But I’m not ready
I’ve got things to pass on
Like a second name
But the rest of it’s bad
And I don’t see the point of it
Of walking things back
With a garbage hand
The rest just look down
I’m just a charming wrecking ball
To hang 'round your neck
Or your futon
But me and my dad
Communicating better now
That’s my greatest friend
I want that for me
But I don’t have the funds
No fun, not for anyone, yeah
But you can call me what you want
Anything you want
You don’t even have to call me
Broke