Why is it that everything good I do means nothing to anyone?
Why can I feel totally alone in a room full of people?
Can it be possible to truly hate everything and everyone?
As my anger grows and my jealousy rages, I ponder how important am I?
I wish I would disappear into the black hole that is my life and never return.
I wish I could cut out all the hate I feel.
I wish, for once, things were right and just.
God, I feel so damn alone.
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