People have told me their opinions of me many times,
Of them about ninety-nine percent are insults of many kinds,
'Worthless' is usually used to describe everything about me,
Except 'Uglier than roadkill' refers to my looks which are deadly,
'Useless' is something I've always known of myself but it's still an understatement,
And 'Waste of time' is as everyone I know will find again too small of a statement,
I agree with most everything people think of me,
Practically every insult I've gotten, one-hundred percent, completely,
One I don't agree with is when I was called 'kind',
This may be because I've possibly lost my mind,
But one thing I hope all people, at least most agree with and believe,
Is that I do not want to die but I await the day I cease to breathe..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem