I hate everything,
But I don't.
I want someone to listen to me,
But I want to be alone.
I hate everyone,
But I love someone.
I want to disappear,
But I want to live.
I hate being ignored
But I love it.
How could I live,
When my life is like this?
How could I want to try,
Not to love being alone,
When everyone ignores me?
I don't, I just don't.
I stopped wanting to live
But I don't want to die either.
I just live,
Without any hope.
Maybe one day,
My hope will return,
But I know it won't happen soon.
Until that day comes,
I will live as if I'm already dead.
