Sorry Poem by Utsubyo Gallows

My favorite color is red,
My favorite shade black,
Just like my blood and soul.

Darkness brings me comfort,
Isolation brings rest,
A hobby of mine is depression,
A black rose my crest.

Scars are like tattoos,
I love acquiring both.
I do not need people,  
With their problems and their boasts.

Your soul I want, need, and love.
It's better than mine you see,
It can love and live.
Mine can only hurt, depress and pain.
For your body I hunger,
and your blood I thirst.

I'm sorry I was born,
Causing pain and dispare.
I didn't ask for this.
But deserve it so.