bring upon death to those how cause stress <br />what a mess they have made of me <br />like glass I break fragility <br />while insanity shadows me endlessly <br />I tend to break down constantly <br />over simple matters of society <br /> <br />save me god form this catastrophe <br />for you have not whet shown love towards me <br />or have I been forgotten from havens above me <br />should I cry or I should scream in sweet ironic sorrow <br />is there a reason to wake up tomorrow <br />may I borrow the liquor of death <br />to set me apart form the rest<br /><br />Carlos Cardona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hate-people-how-hate-me-but-love-me-in-times-of-popularity/
