Misery

 

Never had a room to be at peace, never felt love from family or friends, never give up the idea of a better future, never did the better future come, never had enough to feel enough, never go on ‘cause of fear of  worse, always does the worse knock my door, never had a chance to change completely, never had the chance to confess my love, all I did was expressing my hate, my hate and hate and hate alone, all I did was living on with selfishness and anger, all I did was moving randomly to wait for the next, all I had was a burden full of pain and regret…