There will always be someone

There will always be someone who'll hate and despise
And give me reasons to hate my life
and wish I didn't exist.
There will always be people who don't love me
living in my community
whose influence I can't resist.

There will always be someone
whose ears are closed
to what I have to say.
There will always be someone
who takes the things
I love away.

I am thankful for the blessing of death
and I yearn for the day when I draw my last breath
when no one can reach my memory
and take the things I love from me.