I'm sick of this place,
i want a new name and face...

I walk on down the dark dusty road,
To where I walk on, I don't even know...

I'm tired of always screwing up peoples lives.
Telling people you want to die is just to much for...

I came, i saw,
I didn't like it at all...

The day is approaching,
the hour is scorching...

The fool in me
careless to see what you really meant to me...

I hate you, and i hate me,
but worse of all i hate being...

Once times were good,
once times were nice...

What is love?
I have never been able to tell...

If you don't know who you are then how are other...
My plan did not succeed in the fact that i did not...

The seed of birth,
goes into the ground...

To write a poem about desired love would have to...
Love does not exist to be desired it is just...