PLZ ANALIZE THIS POEM, WHAT DOES IT MEAN WHEN U READ THIS?

I see the sun setting,
Ahead into darkness.
My heart lies there,
In the mother fking
Blackness.

My heart once was
A lovely red,
Than all i see now,
Is mother fking blood.
When I am mad,
My heart seems to turn black.

When I am sad,
It seems to be hollow,
And It's hard to swallow
This pain.
Like a fking hurricane.

I am stuck,
I am hurt,
I was like a brand
new shirt,
That went through thorns
and knives.
And I’m trying not to alert,
People that dont care,
So no fair.

I was meant to be alone,
In the pitch black,
I was thrown
Out like trash.
But you don't care.
I know this aint fair,
But I don't really care.
Since when was life fair?

This is the political, social, cultural, and economic 'time and place' surrounding the creation of a literary text.

How does gregor feel about his fathers transformation?

How might an author with the opposite attitude rephrase the following sentence? this historic building is a local treasure, with a distinctive exterior and many antiques and fascinating artwork on the inside. choose the correct answer from the following choices, and then select the submit answer button. it's a shame this old building hasn't been torn down yet: its ugly design makes it an eyesore, and it is full of rickety furniture and dusty paintings. this building was built over 100 years ago and features a design not seen on many other buildings of the era as well as a large collection of furniture and art. the old man running the antiques shop watched the kids with suspicion, worrying they would not handle his fragile merchandise with proper care. it is vital that we preserve the history of our town by taking care of buildings like this one, with its interesting design and outstanding collection of art and furniture.