Why Am I Like This

Why am I like this,
so angry all the time,
I make myself sick,
why do I have to feel like this
everyday, every time.

Everyday seems like the last,
a day of miserable hate,
please here my crys,
please take me away.

I feel like I'm a mistake,
I've been left behind,
It always gets worse,
I'm waisting your time.

For I will never amount to anything,
It's far to late,
my soul has been torn and twisted,
to such unimaginable hate.