Ill Will

ou are worthless and especially ignorant to human life

Words - gestures

Everything I feel towards your existence

Coexists with the hatred I have for mankind

Common consideration cannot coincide with you and me

You talk to offend

And you laugh to belittle

It seems like

You have grown into

Such a beautiful asshole

Life, a headache

That is keeping me from

Belonging to society

What does it matter

You came at me, not to me

It's my choice

It's my decision to crave this feeling now

It has been beaten down on me for years

Reality is not pretty at all

A glimmer of sunshine can still exist

Even when your grey clouds are moving in

Disappointment

Is a part of my life

It is the honest

And nasty way

Of being let down