How have I become who I am?
Who has made me what I do not know?
My life has been mystified
Puzzling me till I die
I have become what I loathe

Anger a conflagration that eats me up
Turning me hostile to my consciousness
Anger has made a fragment of my reflection

Fear a second piece of my miserable self
Turning me to a buffonn
Phobia has been a fragment of my avarice

Happiness a motivating part of my life
I am cheerful, I am propitious
Forever smiling faux
It becomes magnum bonum
My felicitation is the fragment of my end

Contempt, disdain,scorn my life
Hatred has made me who I am
This is a fragment of my destiny
And if the world ever has an apocalypse
I will extinguish life from the face of earth

All that makes me I have put down
Fragments of my misery
Piece by piece
Little by little
They come together like a jigsaw
My fragments make me up
Now I know who I really am, Do you?.