I hate this!!

I am a forgetful person,
so I must not forget.

For I am depressed.

I hate the happiness of youth,
I hate the sadness of unborn pain,
I hate the vicious tyrants rule,
I hate the shy needy-less poor.

I dont want to be happy,
I must not forget that I am angry,
I must not forget,
I hate this.

This wretched, cross eyed world!!

Most of all I am lonely,
right down to the core.
Of who I am, and who I am not.
I hate this lonely dark, uncertain place.

For I do not know what to do here,
I do not know who to be here.
I do not know how to remember,
sadness here.

So I am lost.

Between a dying grown, and a happy hello.

Let me in.

Hidden from my gaze,
your sweet scent lingers.
I am not invited in,
not provided with a golden key.
I can, but watch
twirling rhythm of thoughts surround you.
I can, but seek
to dive into your world of words.
Never-ending letters,
that form beautiful picture puzzles in your mind.
Let me in.
Oh, let me in.
Let us sail across the sea of comfort.
Lifted up in spiritual harmony,
by each others embrace.
Let me love you,
oh my cleaver, beautiful man.