Today I felt a feeling, a feeling that's poisonous
I saw my true colors, a snake that's venomous
For I'm the child of hate, and I have not known family
I feel the need of blood, dripping off from my body
I feel the urge to end a life, that never really mattered.

I had a long story to tell, but no one really bothered
I feel like a wicked soul that's been roaming in the wrong place
A soul with so much hate and anger, too much hate on human race
I felt the itch, the need to scratch on most of my fresh cuts
And i feel the rush easing my pain everytime my cut hurts
I'm filthy and I'm toxic for I have poisoned those around me
No one notice the mud I'm in, not the friends not the family
Crying till I pass out for life has become a routine of agony
I was mad at my self but now I hate the world
The stars, the sky,the air,sea and   even the singing bird
I would complain more but I just got really drained.

My heart can't take it anymore
I wanted a home but I have become
The star of the movie
Joker ; I have more fans than the hero
Yet I was the one who ended up in the grave.
I achieved fame and a name but I lost
A home .
And indeed im the secret to the end.

~BeNelly~
My energy has dried off  I had finally failed