I am an outcast from faraway lands,
I search for forgiveness and mercy.
I am a prodigy of disaster and a bringer of commotion.
I seek judgment and upbringing.

Lo and behold, a sinister of an imbecile.
I am a disgrace in my kin.
I find myself tormented by absolution.
In which I couldn't find answers,
only options.

I am depressed.
I am sad.
I seek for help.
And help I wished not come.

Drowned in sorrow and woe,
I find myself in delusion that
this thing I am suffering would end briefly.
I wish for prayers beyond my grief.