Erase My Hate Assume that you're god Though he doesn't exist Commit your raging fraud As I slit my wrist Try to erase me Attempt to rid this hate Never let me see My life in which you sedate I'll only retaliate Stare into my tear streaked face My life is just a living disgrace Point your finger at who I am Plant my face in the burning sand I dont need a "helping hand" I am the antisocial misfit With a mind filled with hate I'm drowning in this sea of shit. This place that you created W. Ganong