I hate what I write
Page by page of scratched out thoughts
Word by word; more annoying
I hate you
I hate you
The page is the mirror
My words are my reflection
Ugly
Ugly
Not real
You are not new
You are everyone else
They won't love you
There is never an end
Day after day
I feel dumb again
Just wanted to say that I know I'm not good, and I really don't like myself too much. All you people are very nice, but I'm really really starting to hate who I am. Before I grow cold, you need to know: I love you. More thank you can ever know.