A Loner
Some people just have to be alone;
Not all of us get to find love.
Not all of us can be happy;
Most of us will spend our lives miserable.
But I shall save you from my misery.
I won’t let you end up like me,
For I only bring peace, love and empathy;
Disguised as my love (inside is a disease).
A ball of confusion,
A web woven by the fallen.
The women of past, present and future,
All gang up to tell me I’m a loser.
So kill me please!
I beg for death!
I can’t have love,
So I would rather be dead,
Than live one more second
On this putrid Earth.
It disgusts me.
It sickens me.
I despise having to live in this world.
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