bring upon death to those how cause stress
what a mess they have made of me
like glass I break fragility
while insanity shadows me endlessly
I tend to break down constantly
over simple matters of society
save me god form this catastrophe
for you have not whet shown love towards me
or have I been forgotten from havens above me
should I cry or I should scream in sweet ironic sorrow
is there a reason to wake up tomorrow
may I borrow the liquor of death
to set me apart form the rest
Carlos Cardona
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hate-people-how-hate-me-but-love-me-in-times-of-popularity/
