Poems of darkness

Life of myself every day

I maybe the person that is most hated but I wish I could feel something instead of nothing
But no one ever made me feel loved, emotions are new for me
But love at someone is just an action or emotion
I never understood them
But I always try to be loving
But it's very hard no one loved me so what
Is wrong with killing yourself?
But love is still horrible for me
Even though I have love
She made me like this although I never new it until it was over!
Love is just a game of luck
Everyone and everything is fake here
No one will love you for who you are
Leave and never come back
Or else they will treat you to the treat
Unless you want to stay and play with life!