I'm a sinner
No better than a murderer
Consumed with jealousy
ever so often
I begin to hate myself
Plotting ways of suicide
or the best way to hurt
I claw at my flesh
to take away the envy
roaming through my veins
Ugliness over turns the beauty
of the world
My morals wiped out of my hard drive
I'm a loner running
from my problems
Fake confidence and lies
pouring out of my hollow heart
I'm a sinner
No better than a murderer
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I would like to translate this poem
thats deep- I like it alot