This is not a summary of the human race. Not a stand by accusation to just blow away. I make a statement of rights i've never had. Never wanted to be who i am today, never knew what to take away. I am who i am and that's a fact. But still I wonder, since i was little i'd wonder.Why am i here? Why can't i be somewhere that means more, somewhere that have magic and mystery to the liking. You are a disgraced, un-excepted and ignored. You mean nothing in this world. This thing we call earth. You are meaningless to me. I don't care for you, or what you are. I do not care for what you want to become. I loath who i am, i cannot stand my own reflection. Beauty is a curse along with the straight back and proper words. Im sorry, excuse me, may i.I can't tell anymore, i don't know what to listen to. I don't know who to speak with. I'm over in life, i just want the ending to come and a beginning to start. Born to die, i am born to die because in death i'll be born again into my sanctuary of sleep, my internal slumber. Forever, i shall sleep. Born to die, i shall sleep.
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