"Jason" The world is full of shit, Why must I put up with it? Life sucks, It is just a game of survival, You live, You die, Death brings life, Life brings death, Everyone lives a condemned life, Knowing they will die, No matter what they try, People just don't understand me, Maybe in the future they will see, The person I want to be, Not what they want me to be, I don't want to be a follower, But a leader, Though people may think my thoughts are meager, I still strive to live, Without having to forgive, In my head I keep thoughts of suicide, My inner thoughts I will confide, I won't say a word, So that no one can say that I ever lied, Everyone seems to be my enemy, I can't consider anyone as being a friend, If you have any insults, Just throw them at me, I'll thrive on your negative energy, And throw away all of my faith, I'm in a world plagued with disease,stealing and killing, If there is a hell, Thats where I'm living
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem to express my true hatred towards being brought into this world of pain and agony.
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