I knew how much I'm hate...
They hate my guts..
My attitude..
My characteristics..
Everything that made me who I am...
I was careless and tactless
So much
So much
That I hated myself even more than they do
Don't have to read between the lines
I just have to look at them and feel the heat of their angry stares..
Probably what I'm feeling now is self pity and never ending self foolishness..
Hello to me
To the old me
To my dying heart