Love yourself first people say,
Love your neighbour as yourself the Bible preaches,
But neither my neighbour nor myself do I love,
Which makes it no sin.

My life has been on a hold,
Everyday passes with no hope,
Yet many expect some hospitality,
Even from the one who has no home.

I know I am crazy,
And I don’t pray I get well,
This life is worth nothing,
Not its possessors deserve a thing.

I just pray I don’t get misjudged in the afterworld,
The way I feel is not my decision,
It is more of a curse than a choice,
Something I can’t really battle from within.