well?...forget the riddles it's either it is or it isn't?

I have the luxury and the doom of equal capacity to do all this by myself.
I miss people I cry for strangers I hate everyone sometimes I need comfort and I also need to die very much.

...with tremendous inconvenience.....I believe that everyone is out to punish me but luckily subject me to less pain and shame than I can...
apply to myself!

and thats the shame of it all!...everything is about me and I'm not so lazily impressed than immediately disappointed.

I fail at human contact my nerves are seriously shot!...any disrupt and I'm freaking history man! I can't keep my emotions together any hint of "my fault" and I'm outa there!

and call it stupid and I won't even arrive it's the dumbest thing to assume people have control!

my intimate arrival in life was so meek and beaten down so suddenly by the emotional overlords and I just want to destroy them!

F__K it!

so easy to go brutal...

but I turn it inside cos I'm not made that way