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Sep 2020
I don't know why
My self-hatred is this high
Or why I can't seem to cry
Or why I say "I'm fine"
When it's clearly a lie

I don't know why
Some people say I'm awesome
While others say I'm lonesome
Or why some say I'm warm
While others look at me with scorn

I don't know why
I loathe my reflection
Think I don't deserve affection
And have constant thoughts
Of pain and self-infliction

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I hate this
Someone make it stop, please
This is just something I came up with on a whim. It kind of shows how I think when things get really bad or when I get too lost in my thoughts
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lila  20/Genderqueer/in the soul stone
(20/Genderqueer/in the soul stone)   
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     ---, ---, Sushant, Khoisan and A Slow Heyoka
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