Hi, Victor

I don’t want to be created…

Your endless desire and greed is the creator of my body.

Blood and bone,

Loneliness and tragedy,

You,

Other people,

I hate them all.

You thought you gave those cold bodies that composed me a warm life.

No.

You gave those cold bodies an even more bitterly cold second life.

Rejection, violence, and abandonment… 

I hate them all.

I always want to blame you for giving a terrifying appearance.

Why can’t you give me a beautiful look like Adam?

Why can’t you give me a beautiful partner like Eve?

I learn to have a kind heart and noble character,

I have done nothing, 

But I am still being expelled.

Ugliness and hypocrisy,

I hate them all.

Victor,

I wish you had never created me

From those lifeless decaying flesh and bones.