I hope that he feels all the sick and brutal feelings that I felt

Multiplied by two

I hope that he feels all the insecurities and extreme low self esteem that I had

Double that by two

I hope he feels the intense loneliness that I felt at night, that keeps him up until two

I hope he feels every single ounce of pain that I felt

And multiply all of that by two hundred and two

I went through it all

While he lived his best year of all

I became sick in the head

while he was busy laughing with his friends

So I hope that he feels all the symptoms of my sickness, and double that pain until his body is out of use