an answered question.
why do people never say anything good about me?
should there be a reason anymore, to love myself?
why should i try to do so, if others can't love me too?
it should be better this way
i feel that someday i'll vanish,
and people would finally be happy
why do we only want to kill ourselves,
when things get tough?
why shouldn't the afterlife be seen as a better place?
what if people felt like dying when they're happy?
would it be right to take your life then?
why are none of my questions answered?
only an answered question,
'do people hate me?'
yes, they do.
and yes, i hate myself too.











