The idiot

I am a pariah
Born unwanted, stuck in a hateful state
I am despised
Avoided by all, this land my dystopia
I will rot here
One chance I got to leave, foolishly I returned
I deserve to expire
All have left, my lease on life almost revoked
I am broken
I resent the air that flows through me, this useless existence
I will escape
Make no mistake, one day I'll leave, meeting death is better than this.