My life is very bad.

Because of tears, my face is wet.

If I was a white person I would have turned red.

When I die they will act as if they cared.

My life is really a maze.

Maybe madness will be my next page.

Nothing is working out for me, maybe it is my fate.

I tried almost everything, nothing has changed.

I hope when I die God will let me pass through the gate

for me to enter heaven, I hope I won’t be late.

If I had to rate my life it will be 0,01%happiness, and 99,9% pain.

I wish I could forget my issues.

But they are related to my daily activities.

Ohh God, give me some clues,

so that I could solve my issues.

Maybe I won’t be able to solve them.

Maybe death will be the best way to solve them.

I will observe while I wait.