I'm all alone
in a crowded mall
my sun has shone
but it shines no more
I've been abandoned
left to die
still I don't wonder
or ask why
cause I understand
the feeling of hate
cause I hate myself
and for death I wait
but this wait is long
and without pleasures
I lay on the floor
and hope to be crushed
by all the people walking by
but they seem to avoid me
I understand why
cause I am repulsive
and deserve to be helpless
I just wait
and hope I die of hunger

-The Poet