Forgive me mum and dad if I make myself leave this earth. For I have been a burden to you guys since birth. The only option for you to be free from this burden is my death. People have told me I like disturbing you guys and I've realised it's true. Oh how I wish I can smile and dance like Mr. Drew.

My smiles have faded like a flower. Demons have taken it and kept it in their drawer. All these have made me to steep lower. Lower than my lowest people trample on me like grass. I always say I desire to be alone so that I won't be carried away like gas.

"Last, Last, everybody go chop breakfast," well said by Burna Boy. This reminds me of my childhood when I used to eat breakfast with you guys and play with my toy. Those happy moments have now faded away and sorrow had taken me to be its prey. When did it ever become a crime to speak to your parents for a long time. I never knew that because it wasn't stated in my book of rhymes.

I'm tired of what's going on! Lord did you create me just to suffer under the hands of people? I look at the four cardinal points and I don't find the good in people. The litho in this sphere is filled with conceited people. I just don't understand why I'm being mocked and taken advantage of in any institution I go. Then I guess the milk and honey in my life is stagnant and doesn't flow.

I wouldn't be surprised if life makes me to be a subject to those who trample on me. Life hates me so much, why wouldn't I take it away for me to be free. Life brought an agent of darkness who appeared as an angel of light just to be giving me prophecies. I was so glad thinking God has brought a genuine person in my life, not knowing she came to destroy my future provinces.

I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! Fuck everyone around me including that witch as well. This is not where I'm supposed to dwell. Lord, you said we should help others. Yet those people I helped ended up painting me black to others. I think it's time for me to go and join my fathers. They have peace of mind and no one bothers them. My life has collapsed like a business firm and no one gives a damn.

My value in everyone's life has been brought so low as a garbage dump. No one replies my text and they stab me behind my back. Everyone walks on me like dust because I came from it. I have to leave this earth because towards me everyone pretends. For dust I came from and dust I shall return.
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