I hate this fucking world. I hate this fucking world.
The world hates me right back and I hate this fucking world.
My skin is burning hot. My skin is burning hot.
This life is full of taking shit I hate this fucking life.
I have to paraphrase
All the pain inside
Then I have to type on this motherfucking comp.
I hate this fucking comp. I hate this fucking comp.
There is something more than this comp that I hate and its this fucking world.
I hate the rotten socks. Which adorn the hallway of my room.
I also hate the garbage bag which is always fucking full.
I hate the fucking tenet, which lives inside my head
which tells me I deserve no more than a piece of shit.
I hate this fucking head which is full of chem imbalance.
I hate it so bad that I want to scrape my skull.
I hate the bitch who gave me hand. I hate her stupid fucked up curls and I hate her fucking accent.
I hate my fucking prof. I hate my fate. I hate this life. SHIVA HATES YOU ALL!

I pretend to be a poet. I pretend to be a rockstar. Inside my head God makes me believe I am actually worth a shit. I think I want to puke. In this early morning rebuke. I hate you.