A poem about a role-playing character, the swashbuckler Vinessa.

I hate the world so much, it is a rotten place
Everybody’s on their own, and nobody’s got grace
Goodness is a fairytale, my mother spared me from
Life is full of shit, and humans they are scum
Every day when I hid, my mother was for sale
Someday I will have the means, to the world assail