Haunted by MISERY an HATRED

Having miserable days,
Although i do not show on face,
But it's hidden deep in my heart.

Having sleepless nights,
Although i do sleep,
But in my sleep i thought of it.
Having nonchalant feelings,
Although i look fine,
But actually i am not fine.
Having hateful life,
Although i don't say it out,
But i feel it inside.

I SWEAR I WILL DIE IN MISERY...
HOUSE IS LIKE A PRISON TO ME..
I DON'T LIKE COMING HOME ANYMORE.........
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE HATRED IN ME>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>TILL I DIE!!!!!!!!