I COMMIT SUICIDE!

I have written a poem to express my sadness:

Sticks and stones
may break my bones
but words will only
make me weep for
my skin has grown thick
but my eyes have grown
sad from all torment
and stuff i've had to
put up with.

I will become an angel
of death who shall
look down upon you
and not up for I
shall not be in hell
I will live in the
heavens with god
almighty god and
look down upon yoo
and throw thunderbolts
upon your happy faces.

tonight i will die
and i will also
be reborn as your
alm... or rather
i will be reborn as
gods servant of death
and kill you all
and make you go away
to hell so the earth
can once again bloom
like in that game
Final Fantasy VII.

FUCK YOU! :(