So blind
Consumed...

I know you think
I am a horrible person and all...

You say that you don't like the poems I download
You say that if do this or that...

Would you not want to die
If you would wake up every morning...

If I am incredibly happy
And in good spirits...

If I keep this up
Torturing myself daily...

Where is my hole
To curl up and die...

Where was I
When I lost you...

In the beginning
It was just like a hobby...