Bottled up inside of me,
is three years of Agony.
Three years of pain,
Three years of hate,
Three years of yelling, and
taking the discriminate.
Three long years of death wishing days,
Three years of life hating me,
Three years ago when i moved out here,
the life i knew had disappeared...
Three years,
Three years,
My question Why?
Why me?
Why does life suddenly hate me?
Those three years all full of
pain,
hate,
and anger...
The three hateful word for those
three hurtful years
three long years of my life harming me
making me Hate that i'm still
EXISTING....
