Shit!

Can't I fu*king hate this world for making me alive?

I can't coz that means hating my beautiful parents

Can't I fu*king hate the breath that I took every second?

I can't coz that means hating Him

Can't I fu*king hate my surrounding for everything?

I can't coz they've been gracious enough to let me in

Then what fu*king left for me to hate?

Only me, myself and I...

Is this some kind of a fu*king sick joke

played upon my birth

to be curse into this non-acceptance

for every step I take

Am I that filthy that no one can be near me?

Am I that disgusting that no one care for me?

Am I that cheap that no one can be sincere with me?

What're the reasons for my fu*king existence around these people anyway?

I'm just a tool, yes! A TOOL!

A fu*king fool tool that can be threw away whenever and wherever

A foolish bastard that no one deem to know

the mere existence.

How idiotic of me to think that I'll be accepted as I am...

Fu*king pathetic.

p/s: sorry for the harsh words, I just need to let these things out or I'll burst...