I love my so-called friends, my family and the light,
I love everyone, and I keep trying to do what is right,
I want to make others happy and I want to care,
I know others took care of me, and now I want to make it all fair…
But… there is one thing that stops and trashes this all,
It makes me be dark, sick-minded, and makes me hurt the all,
The thing is, im a psychopath and nothing but trash,
All I do is hurt others, make others cry, and spread pain like rash…
I try to show that I love others, and care,
I try to make others feel loved and I always force myself to not give a glare,
But how can a psychopath ever have friends or have someone he cares for?…
He knows, that only for the darkness he is something… which is only a *****
I don't have friends, I'm always alone,
Deep inside, I have a depression and a darkness that I own,
I know that no one wants me…
I know that I'm never with my thoughts and depressions is free…
Just like a ***** to the darkness
I know I'm nothing and I'm just trash,
I know I don't help and I only bring on others the pain like rash,
I know I'm not enough, and no one understands me,
I know I'm different, it's like in a crowd of angels there is a ghoul who is never free…
To me, love, happiness, and a smile is not a thing anymore,
What do you expect when to the darkness and to life you are just a simple nasty *****
I smoke to force a smile, and to force a grin,
If I have cigarettes in my pockets, that's a win win…
Kids look at me like I fell out from the moon,
At least they will be happy when this ****** won't be seen again, very soon,
I always got to cover my head with a hood,
Coz I don't want people seeing my sinful face that is so opposite of good…
I know I'm nothing,
I know my mind is rotting,
I know I don't deserve to breath or earn a life,
That's why sooner or later the only choice of happiness will be stabbing myself with the kitchen knife…
I'm just a mistake
That's why, while I live I stick to the bad side,
Coz I know there is no love no friends and no pride,
That's why I'm always rude and mean,
Coz I know I'm a mistake, I am, will be forever, and the whole time I had been…
I'm a psychopath, I don't deserve a life, love or friends,
I deserve pain and hatred, not a hand that lends,
I deserve to be alone and to be one,
I deserve to have all my pride and normal self be gone…
I'm messed up, twisted, and dark,
To me, pain, hatred, and loneliness is a little play-ground park,
I know I can't change myself, and I deserve to be in Hell,
I can't love, I don't have friends, I only hurt and deceive… oh well?
All my dreams of having a friend are gone,
All my wishes of trust and care, are gone too,
In this whole world of bright angels, there stands a dark ghoul being the only one,
I know that those who will understand me will be only few…
I mean none at all.
……………
…………
………
……
…
I was, still am, and will be forever alone.
~Mishka Wayz~
Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 7:46 PM UTC
I love my so-called friends, my family and the light,
I love everyone, and I keep trying to do what is right,
I want to make others happy and I want to care,
I know others took care of me, and now I want to make it all fair…
But… there is one thing that stops and trashes this all,
It makes me be dark, sick-minded, and makes me hurt the all,
The thing is, im a psychopath and nothing but trash,
All I do is hurt others, make others cry, and spread pain like rash…
I try to show that I love others, and care,
I try to make others feel loved and I always force myself to not give a glare,
But how can a psychopath ever have friends or have someone he cares for?…
He knows, that only for the darkness he is something… which is only a *****
I don't have friends, I'm always alone,
Deep inside, I have a depression and a darkness that I own,
I know that no one wants me…
I know that I'm never with my thoughts and depressions is free…
Just like a ***** to the darkness
I know I'm nothing and I'm just trash,
I know I don't help and I only bring on others the pain like rash,
I know I'm not enough, and no one understands me,
I know I'm different, it's like in a crowd of angels there is a ghoul who is never free…
To me, love, happiness, and a smile is not a thing anymore,
What do you expect when to the darkness and to life you are just a simple nasty *****
I smoke to force a smile, and to force a grin,
If I have cigarettes in my pockets, that's a win win…
Kids look at me like I fell out from the moon,
At least they will be happy when this ****** won't be seen again, very soon,
I always got to cover my head with a hood,
Coz I don't want people seeing my sinful face that is so opposite of good…
I know I'm nothing,
I know my mind is rotting,
I know I don't deserve to breath or earn a life,
That's why sooner or later the only choice of happiness will be stabbing myself with the kitchen knife…
I'm just a mistake
That's why, while I live I stick to the bad side,
Coz I know there is no love no friends and no pride,
That's why I'm always rude and mean,
Coz I know I'm a mistake, I am, will be forever, and the whole time I had been…
I'm a psychopath, I don't deserve a life, love or friends,
I deserve pain and hatred, not a hand that lends,
I deserve to be alone and to be one,
I deserve to have all my pride and normal self be gone…
I'm messed up, twisted, and dark,
To me, pain, hatred, and loneliness is a little play-ground park,
I know I can't change myself, and I deserve to be in Hell,
I can't love, I don't have friends, I only hurt and deceive… oh well?
All my dreams of having a friend are gone,
All my wishes of trust and care, are gone too,
In this whole world of bright angels, there stands a dark ghoul being the only one,
I know that those who will understand me will be only few…
I mean none at all.
……………
…………
………
……
…
I was, still am, and will be forever alone.
~Mishka Wayz~
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