Iam hating when I sit somewhere I start thinking deep,

Iam hating my face which screams help me,

Iam hating all the envy I have for all the happy ones,

Iam hating God for such a life.

I have no idea where I would be,

With my love, or in the waters deep,

Or somewhere rotting in the devil’s garden,

Or with someone who calls me a burden.

I can only weep, 

All I do is be a creep,

Sorrow is all I keep,

The wounds wont ever heal