Devil Angel

Some things they say and do,
Hurts me badly,
Like a foot going though,
They smile happily,
And laugh with glee,
They are so cold,
How much the torture me,
They kick me when im down,
Laugh when i cry,
They would give a joyful squil,
If i die,
So why dont I?
WHy not?
If i hate life?
I\'ll go right now to get the knife,
I will to fly to heavens gates
Yet know i wont be let in,
Watch out for those gone before,
Waiting next to heavens doors,
And for centuries or more,
I would still sit there,
Waiting for Heaven to be destroyed