trying to break out
people cannot see
makes me scream and shout
hate me life
more and more each day
want to slit my throat with a knife
cause noone will hear what I have to say
cause of this I'm lonly
and have no friends
only the pain of others makes me happy
when the life of another ends
I see myself as a monster
that terrorises all
destruction is my only skill
my grasp is gone
now I cannot kill
-The Poet
you think I'm different, when we are truly the same, I only show what others hide.
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína.