Valentine's PariahI was born with too much love,
To a world that would never love me.
The reason for this I do not know,
But I do know that I will never be free.
Thus do I realize the futility of my true desire.
My soul was drained by hate,
And my body will end in fire.
A happier ending for me I cannot create.
I do not expect many to read this,
As it is written by my hands.
It is much easier to forget me to my own devices,
Then to love me and endure my vices.
The reason for this I can not see,
Although I do know that no one will ever love me.
Therefore I Am NotWho am I?
I ponder, collapsed on the floor,
Empty to my very core.
Can you tell me who I am?
No, everyone always says I was
This person named Seth
Who is Seth?
Was he a kind person?
Was he mean?
I don't know who Seth is.
He certainly isn't in here, at least not anymore.
Than, who am I?
What am I?
Do I even exist?
I cannot think...