I’ve
been a grenade from the moment I was born.
Destiny
and Fate conspired to form my complex maze.
I’ve
been nothing but a bloodstained thorn.
Fate
has covered me in a hateful glaze.
Destiny
forged my personality in liquid scorn.
I’m
nothing more than a wilting rose awaiting its end.
Destiny
and Fate collided to make my life perplexing.
I’ve
been waiting for the knots in my head to unbend.
Fate
has bound my heart to endless obstacles of complexity.
Destiny
handpicked me as the head of this new depressing trend.
I’ve
been nothing but a burden to those who bother.
Destiny
and Fate assembled to give me as much hell as possible.
I’d
like to meet those who created me, my story’s author.
Fate
has dictated every level of pain for me plausible.
Destiny
personally delivered me to Earth’s ending slaughter.