Unwanted Oblivion

I hate myself.  I hate my face. I hate my eye colour. I hate my yellow, dull spud skin. I hate my mind. I hate the way how my life is run. I hate my Asperger’s. I hate my hair. I hate my stocky height. I hate being fat. I hate my diction and accent. I hate my two origins (especially to my mow). I hate my surroundings. I hate late bloomers who believe they are that great but they are not. I hate my southeastern upbringing. I hate my limited space that my maternal member cramps me in always. I hate always left alone whenever there is a social.  I hate being quirky all the time because of my fuc’n Aspies; that is why I can’t score chicks. I hate my generation of degeneration that I am witnessing right now, wished I am in my age today in the 70’s, this generation shall be erased and unremembered.  I hate my parents always favouring the late bloomer than the historic statesman who is a proven ace.  I hate when I did not have a sport to brag-- I should have been enrolled to swimming and soccer when I was 4-5. I hate my morbid self as a result of being spoiled. I hate my polluted earth. I hate when I am destined to something I do not want, worse than a fixed marriage. I hate being partner-less in a disco.  I hate when an estranged sibling claims credit on anything that you have and steals your own attributes.  I hate whenever I want something to tell, i could not easily express it due to fear of rejection.I hate being misinterpreted as a miscreant or event worse, a brigand. I hate myself being without a proper peer, a guide, or a motivator to keep me pumpin. I hate being pressured by a domineering mother who does not know the word "VOCATION", which changes roads all the time.  I hate my own anhedonia, which i shall carry beyond years upcoming.  I hate my euphoria, which leads to my anti-social self, and it kills me bad!!!! I hate being mocked all these years-- How i wished i can be Hitler to annihilate all my tormentors. I hate everything in short but most of all, I hate being born at this wrong time, wrong set, wrong hour,and anything wrong!!!!!

Literary Litanies for the Holidays

 A Haiku for the season of Hope

The Season wrapped with white
That eradicated the colourlessness of night
To bring hope to men who were misguided by darkness.

 Christmas Tree

A Pine tree is being erected in our abode
That gathers us one in perfect unity
Despite our opposing selves.


 Reason
Today, Let us not be oblivious
 To the reality of this reason of jubilee
That a saviour is born to gain our redemption soon

David's story

Hello,
       I'm David. I am currently a Grade 12 student. I always suffer depression because of misunderstood circumstances. I believe my life is as worse as the TV character Hans Moleman from "The Simpsons".I'm also a socially handicapped guy that has problems in socializing.



           I guess this his how the heavens would wanted me to live all throughout life. Thanks for reading.