A grave formed by the hatred...

A grave formed by the hatred they possess.

I tried to smile,

But a smile they never see as beautiful.

They think kindness is poisonous,

Like snake venom filling their veins.

​I wanted to ask what they see in me,

I wanted to be someone liked.

No, I don't need your pitiful eyes,

I just want no one to haunt me with fear.

​I shattered the mirrors on my wall

That were reflecting my own face.

I stared down at my neck,

Trying to tangle it in lace.

​I dream of a distant green vale,

I dream of a cold, whispering wind,

I dream of a hope that shattered.

I just want to escape this turmoil—

I don't need a heaven or a hell,

I just want this pain to end.

​But even after I am gone,

Loneliness will forever remain.

Just like a corpse

Typing through bitter memories,

Everything falls apart in remorse.

​Still, I am caught in a dilemma:

To die, or live as the loser I’ve always been.

But life feels meaningless,

And death feels like hope.

These circumstances made me...

I can't.