Will I ever be fine? Am I able to feel happy? Can my confidence radiate and shine? Or am I always going to feel ******? My self-hatred, I can not confine My life's worth? Not even a penny
That's it folks. I'm hating myself more than ever. My poems are ******, my studies are wack, my body is ****, I can't do anything without at least being anxious and panicky. I am useless at best.