I’m just hating
but I’m not bleeding,
it’s just me… alone
trying to escape from myself,
but you are hunting my soul.
My future is your past
so why should I live?
My tears are your blood
so why should I cry?
My sunset is your sunshine
so why should I?
You’re just a stupid devil
and me?
A poor little kid
trying to laugh because of it.
But the Death is next to me
and my eyes are finally closed.
Your smile is on the yellow rose,
and for the last time
I could try to forget
but no…
I’m just hating my soul.
Originally written on June 9th, 2004