i ******* hate her
i want to **** her ,
then  burn the world
hate is strong word
but it expresses what i feel,
what i'm saying is real ,
i just want my mind to heal
the world is so cruel
it treats me like a fool
and she is a ******* liar ,
she deserves fire .

every day ,
the same way
the same road
the same mistales
the same faults
this routine is *fatal

death ,
an unknown destination
we all have to face
that ,
some of us fear of
and some of us imbrace.

i am sitting in a dark room
infront of my bright blank laptop screen
i force my mind to think
i push my mind to creat
what should i write ?
what should i say ?
think .. think .. think..
am i being too dramatic?
am i complaining too much ?
aren't i using the right words?
aren't i good enouph ?
i guess i'll never be .
i better go.. i better leave ...

sometimes i feel so happy ,
that i can't beleive it .
most of times i feel so dismal ,
that i got used to it .

sometimes i wonder ,
what would i be if i never met you
would my heart be on fire ,
anticipating to find out who
who will be the misterious theif
that will steal my heart
and make me beleive
the existence of a *sweet love

who do you turn to
when everybody turns their back?
who do you become
when you're alone at home ?
i become myself.