I AM NOT (YET I AM)

I suffer from paranoid delusions and bouts of anger,which I attribute to Borderline Personality Disorder,though I have not been officially diagnosed.I wrote this during a bout of furious depression.

I am not some lunatic fool
For you to f*****g mock.
I do not breath in tandem
With your malicious laughter;
Relentlessly mocking me.

I am not some circus freak
That dances for the c**t world's entertainment.
My heart does not beat in tandem
With the bullshit you say about me;
Both face and back you speak it to.

I am not some filthy w***e
For you to a*s-f**k with your judgements.
My soul does not caress in tandem
With the dicks you rape it with;
Trying to impregnate it with misery.

I am not some b***h for your amusement,
Yet I invite you to f**k me like you do.
I am as much to blame as you.
A round of drinks for all of us sorry c***s!
CHEERS!

Exit Stage Left
For the retarded f****t;
Back into the real world I go.
Upon my exit
EVERYONE F*****G APPLAUDS!!

Every f****r is glad I'm gone,
But they aren't happy yet.
No one,including me,will be happy
Till my earthly presence erodes like the statue of Ozymandias.

Author's Note

I am not suicidal anymore like the poem implied.I am also not feeling so furious and paranoid anymore.To be honest I haven't shown anyone else this,but since this is anonymous I feel like I could get some honest feedback on this poem.