Misopsiquia

In vain I borned
In vain I lived God grantime material existence by error

Day after day, my optimism die only I live with stanty head
I've been submit...I'm unfortunately, I've unknown compassion
my bettering grows and it predicts my faith just to known our pain truth

Who lives form lie doesn't known depression
reflexing the existence in wording and thought
I'm whom join loneliness, I'm the sadness of suicide

How can I live besides the people! Oh God! I only need my end!
Hurt about live, and the human hate, my only breakeness, is to wanna die
I felt my heart claim arrogance bordering the death