This is just a poem about what has happened to me throughout my life up to this very moment.
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When I was young, I lived in a lifeless home.
A gloomy haze was my world.
"Sunshine dosen't exist here" is what my sister would say,
When I asked "Sissy, when will the clouds go away?"
Locking myself in my room.
Desperate to escape the misery.
Drawing creatures that I called 'Friends'.
Then came that awful night.
When a stranger took my tiny brother's life.
Refusing to speak to anyone now,
My eyes filled with tears, my 心 felt dead.
'I'm finally in sixth grade!' I thought to myself.
Here, in this school, the halls were decorated with joy.
I smiled, this place felt safe.
"Hey look! Its the freak!" a mocking voice sounded towards me.
I look down at the ground, silent as ever.
I hate my family, I hate this world.
'The most real things in life are the things 你 can't see'
Thats what I believed. Who knows, it might be true.
"You were born weak, you'll never be able to fight" mother said.
Well fuck 你 mom. I can be strong, no matter what anyone says.
I finally found some place where I can be myself.
潮流粉丝俱乐部 was its name.
Behind my parents' back, I created an account here.
What is this thing called 'Love'?
Its a wonderful feeling, isn't it.
I found love.
My life feels complete.
Evil is what my 心 is now.
The joy of causing destruction.
I know I am not completely heartless.
Life may be still worth living...
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Every word of this poem is 100% true.
The end.
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When I was young, I lived in a lifeless home.
A gloomy haze was my world.
"Sunshine dosen't exist here" is what my sister would say,
When I asked "Sissy, when will the clouds go away?"
Locking myself in my room.
Desperate to escape the misery.
Drawing creatures that I called 'Friends'.
Then came that awful night.
When a stranger took my tiny brother's life.
Refusing to speak to anyone now,
My eyes filled with tears, my 心 felt dead.
'I'm finally in sixth grade!' I thought to myself.
Here, in this school, the halls were decorated with joy.
I smiled, this place felt safe.
"Hey look! Its the freak!" a mocking voice sounded towards me.
I look down at the ground, silent as ever.
I hate my family, I hate this world.
'The most real things in life are the things 你 can't see'
Thats what I believed. Who knows, it might be true.
"You were born weak, you'll never be able to fight" mother said.
Well fuck 你 mom. I can be strong, no matter what anyone says.
I finally found some place where I can be myself.
潮流粉丝俱乐部 was its name.
Behind my parents' back, I created an account here.
What is this thing called 'Love'?
Its a wonderful feeling, isn't it.
I found love.
My life feels complete.
Evil is what my 心 is now.
The joy of causing destruction.
I know I am not completely heartless.
Life may be still worth living...
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Every word of this poem is 100% true.
The end.