To leave this world, to leave itself, 
To tear nerves, to split my eyes. 

I cannot live with pain.

My role always another. 
The Script of life
is not written in advance. 
My life - something not important

What for it? Where to go? 
Please, Death, take my soul take, 

Paradise is not present,
there Is one [bad word]  
So much ideas dragged back. 

it is so much a hint to me not clear.
happiness is no more nowhere

I have no reason 
to live anymore.
For parents, I
a burden. 
I can 
not even be

I hate own soul