I hate life, i hate me
Does anyone actually see
That i dont want to be living
As why should i keep giving
When i never get anything back
Death is the only way of getting the sack
Are you listening up above
All i wanted was someone i love
To have loved me back the way they should
But no i sit here shreading blood
Knowing one day i will end it
And fall down to he*l and fall in his pit
If i had a gun i would fire
as i have been a lier,
A cheat, and fking usless
Why am i here my lifes a total mess
I know i will go down and not up above
For i know i have never been properly loved
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