The Misery Is Company

People hate me,
because it's easy to hate what you cannot understand,
that's why i'm alone every day.

Because i'm different,
because i'm strange,
but I will never change.

Denying what I am,
is denying i'm a person,
denying i'm an individual.

No one cares,
they search for perfection,
but it will not bring them hapiness,
I am not perfect,
I am afraid,
I am alone.

They don't want me,
i'm too much effort,
will I be here tomorrow?
I know I don't want to be anymore.

No one comes round anymore,
because the misery is company,
but company hates misery.

-credit by : DarkHorse-