OUTCAST [ballad of a fallen angel]

they call me names,
people look at me with disgrace,
they treat me as if i am a disease,
nobody wants to be with me,
and i do not now why.
am i someone who carries
a curse?
why do people looked
down on me like that?!
am i not worthy of anything?
my life goes on and on,
everyday i endure hardships,
everyday i hear gossips about me,
everyday i get so fucked up!
why can’t they leave me!?
why won’t they stop!?
i could care less,
i want them to stop
spreading rumors about me,
because i did nothing.
everyday… always.
i am so tired,
everyday… fucked up!

 

written: December 7, 2006
Gabs Narazo
© 2007 [soulprojekt publikation]

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