I am a magnet for misery,
Among self hate and reckless stupidity,
With no one to love  or to be loved by.
Lies, torture, and hopes to be different,
All of which are buried within me.
Disguised as something I am not and will never be.
It hurts to be human.
The world is full of agony, depression, and disappointment,
But best of luck to those who've discovered otherwise.