If I ever had a reason to live, it was a reason...

I was born into a life of lies where we're born to...

Staring at my gun.
My best friend, my nine millimeter...

I probably don't write the best form of poetry.
What my words speak is reality...

Since the day of my birth I've been cursed.
All this hated I've deserved...

An empty hole left within my heart and soul.
When all I want in this life is to be with you...

I seek truth in this world of lies.
My mind as been claimed to be violent...

When It's me myself and I.
Sometimes I cry...

Do you have any idea how beautiful you really are?
How immortalize you are behind my eyes...

I don't know what to feel.
I just wish this pain I feel wasn't so real...

You say I'm not your type?
Please enlighten me, what is your type...

They call you evil angel for the peace you bring...
How can they call you unremitted...