$uicidal

I can’t tell you how much I hate life,

Cuz in mine there was so much strife.

 

Needed a way to fight depression.

Like when i was a child that faced oppression.

Remember a time when all I had was transgressions.

I didn’t know how to handle aggression.

 

I was ignorant to think people were harmless.

Ostracized and blamed, eventually I grew heartless.

I felt my soul darken.

No matter how hard I tried, I felt the pain regardless.

 

Perhaps i chose right.

Living day to day out of sight.

Overcome by night,

Seeking relief through any means but the light.

 

Despite keeping it all inside,

Everywhere I turned, people would turn their eyes.

I would try to hide,

But they’d tell me to go crawl back in my hole and die.

I mean hell, I’ve nearly tried.

All I could do was sit and cry.

 

Only cus of love I managed to find comfort.

It was the only passion I discovered.

my battle of ideology of all those who’ve suffered.

Why can’t people just love one another?

Why do we all have to be so stubborn?

Is hatred and resentment everyone’s true color?

 

If there was peace, it would be a dream.

not everything is what it seems.

Illusion is the fragment of our imagination.

Reality is the between cause and cessation.

Life is the illusion of reality and the cause of all our frustration...