Every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

I never knew I had so much hate,
Inside me;
Until the morning I found myself,
Thinking the things,
One should never dream of.
And all of this hate--
Never came up suddenly,
Like baking soda reacts with vinegar;
It has been building up there,
For years,
Months,
Weeks,
Days,
Hours,
Minutes, and;
Seconds.
Like water fills in,
Keeps filling in,
Until the container bursts.

Every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

O! Look what a person,
You made out of me,
By your words,
And by your actions;
You break everything,
As a human I tend to keep,
My heart,
Spirit,
Soul,
Reasons to fight, and
Reasons to live.
You gave only this ability,
To hate,
Abhor,
Detest,
Loathe, and,
Execrate.

And every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

I have started to hate the sunrise,
The sunset,
The moon, and,
The stars.
The chirping of birds,
The scuttling of squirrels,
Rustling of leaves,
Crushing of dead leaves,
Coo of cuckoo,
The water overflowing from the tap,
The chatters of humans,
I have started to hate,
Each and every sound I hear,
The rotating fan above my head,
Your voice,
The creaking of wooden door,
Your footsteps,
Your sound of breathing,
My sound of breathing,
They are all so noisy.

And that time;
Every morning when I wake up
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

Your words cut deep,
Those wounds burn like hell,
But death never comes,
To take me away from you,
My tears seem fake to you,
My sobs looks like sympathy grabbing tricks to you,
My screaming seems a drama to you,
My poetries looks like my hobby to you,
My emotions means nothing to you,
My body seems rotten to you,
My existence seems a mistake to you,
Oh! You never understand,
You never tried to,
You never will,
You hate me,
And I hate you back.

And every morning when I wake up
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

It's been years now,
Since I started thinking of dying,
Cursing,
Killing, and,
Running.
I have stopped trying,
Dreaming,
Hoping,
Wishing,
Fighting,
Smiling,
Laughing,
Talking, and,
Living.
I have starting hating myself.

And all I do is,
Every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

In a sick way you describe me,
Speak,
Shout,
Abuse,
Stare, and,
Touch,
I have grown to like,
The ogling eyes of strange men,
Their desire to have me,
Their touch,
Even it's for once,
It makes me feel wanted,
Because you never make me feel so,
You make me feel like I am nothing,
But they do,
They way they touch makes feel loved,
And your touch never does,
And I hate it,
I hate my thoughts,
I hate you.

And Every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.

I have started hating my friends,
Because you give the reasons to do so,
I hate people,
Because you made me do so,
I hate loud girls,
Because you shut me in,
The pretty ones,
Because you like them,
The beautiful ones,
Because you want them,
And all the other girls,
Because you love them.
I hate them,
Because I hate you.

O! Look what a person,
You made out of me,
Coward,
Insecure,
Anxious,
Desperate,
Depressed,
Detached,
Slutty,
Insane,
Crybaby,
Masochist,
Sadist,
Necrophile,
Killer,
Hateful, and,
Dead.
Look what a person,
You made out of me.
Thank you,
And I hate you,
Because you never gave me reason to love,
You never loved.
Thank you.

I never knew I had so much hate,
Inside me;
Until the morning I found myself,
Thinking the things,
One should never dream of.
Every morning when I wake up,
I wish for something,
Nobody ever does.
I wish for death,
I wish to be dead,
I wish you to be dead.