i'm a lucky guy

why me?

often i ask my self...

i'm a walking time bomb...

any moment my heart's gonna explode...

can't find a girl who could love me right...

i'm always looking for that spark...

and always end up getting cheated...

hate them all...

i'm an orphan by choice...

i don't like the way my parents raise me...

at an early age i left home...

i hate my parents...

my sister is a bitch...

at the age of 21 she already have 4 kids...

his hustband jobless...

i hate my sister...

i work in my dads company...

cause he don't want me working anywhere else...

i'm his personal slave...

i hate my work...

i don't belive in heaven or hell...

i don't think that god really exist...

not in my world...

i hate god...

i have a heart decease...

i only have a few months to live...

the doctors always reminds me that...

i hate doctors...

hope that tomorrow never comes...

the sun reminds me that my life is dawning near...

how i wish it won't shine again...

i hate this world...

i tryed to commit suicide a lot of times...

but i always failed...

sometimes i wonder...

i'm a lucky guy after all...