Erase My Presence

There's nothing wrong with you, it just is you. That's who what

you are. You're just wrong. I'm not trying to be remembered.

I want you to hate me so the sooner I'll be forgotten in some void

that repress my memorabilia. I've got fine existences from my childhood,

and I won't forever. Many friends don't want to see their hearts tattered

by all my family. I relish in the fact that their hearts were

shattered. Don't care for attention, nor the mentioning of my name

when I'm gone. I want to stay alone with decisions set in stone.