the scientist; [mb/s]

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What did I do wrong?
My daughter's suicidal
My son is secretly working for Hydra
I was nearly killed by Apocalypse, again.
I discovered a cure for diseases and my kids hate me for it.

Am I cursed? For one second I was willing to believe I wouldn't screw things up again,
Guess I was wrong..seems like I can't help anyone without making someone else feel worse.
I don't think anyone realizes how hard it is to live with myself, when I say myself, I mean that bloodthirsty beast I try and hold back. Believe me, there's a reason I do so often. No one understands why, and I don't expect them too. No one understands why I'm afraid of him, I really don't expect that of anyone either. But if you have the nerve to tell me I'm doing something wrong, I'm very aware of it, practically my entire life I've been messing things up. No one realizes the anger I hold back everyday. No one asked, so I didn't tell.

Tell me, does it get better? Does life get any better?