I hate everything
Typical, right?
Nobody gets it as easy as me
A roof over my head
A car
Food
Money

I'd rather sleep away from home
I'd rather walk, starve, and beg

You are a - magnet
I am a - magnet
You're pushing me away
With every advance I make
So take everything
I don't want it
I'm forgetting the sound of your voice

Joshua Tracy

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poets-that-hates-themselves-are-true-poets/