The Beginning of the End

Let's fall back - through the seasons, when I was just a child,

The anger and torment I felt was all just very mild.

And I was so innocent, knowing not what to expect,

And now thoughts of suicide are dreams when I had slept.

Some people called me cute, so happy, so sweet,

But that's just so untrue , no ends there that could meet.

I don't know why I feel this way - the way I feel about me,

And for this I hate myself, I wasn't meant to be.

I was made to ruin the earth and so now I must die,

For the little goodness left in me must go too, say good-bye.

Satanic little monster are names that have been called,

People put themselves before feelings, and left me there to fall,

I have been put here to repeat the unrepeated, to destroy this place once more,

Of what we never had, the healing of an old historic scar.

Deja vu, I feel this too, and I begin to bleed,

I want to die, just let it ride, because this pain exceeds.

All things put in this poem are true, I speak not one word of a lie, so vote good for me please, it's the only true realism that I get for a higher self esteem

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