I see the anger,
I see the hatred.
I see the evil,
I see the death.
I’m predicting fate,
From what you done.
The pain doesn’t help,
Especially hurting myself.
I can’t stand the torment,
I can’t stand my life.
Why was I created
No one likes me anymore.
I’ve had enough of their crap,
They never cared anyway.
I feel so alone,
I have no one left.
All I want is a friend,
Someone too care.
I need a better life,
Suicide was my last resort.
