Must I Suffer?

How much longer must I suffer?
    How much longer must I fake this smile?
        How much longer must I tolerate this world?
            How much longer must I put up being here?
     I put a fake smile on, to avoid all the queations,
     my tears come down silently, only when no one is near.
     I cry to try to release my suffering and pain,
     when it fails I turn to the comfort of my blade.
My smile is faker then the illusion of hope.
My heart is dead, it lives in smoke.
     My smile is faker then a fream of peace.
     My mind is far from silent, the words far from calm.
I am hated, cursed, and damned. In my
silence I stay and wait, for my chance to do what
I can.
This world will be destroyed, understand this,
and it will be i who does it, and seal its
fate with a kiss.
     How long must I suffer?
        How long must I fake this emotion?
            How long must I tolerate this world?
               How much longer until I make my notion?
I will tear this world apart, no one will go unmarked.
I will curse those who hide. My power is more then implied.
This world will fall soon, me bringing it down.
      This world will begin a new. I'm the one in control NOW.