I just edited ur poem Joni-Bon. I love it. Fix it on ur poems part. love you!

There is nothing I hate more
Then a living human being
People make me hurt
People make me scream
People don't understand
Even if they try
People like to make
Other people cry
People are nothing but
Lying back stabbing pricks
What’s the point of friends?
When no one gives a sh*t
People are like demons
That has always walked the earth
God is out creator
We were made of dirt
I hope you have learned your lesson, not even God we trust
For he is the start of
Murder, the pain, the lust