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Sep 2013
I hate myself

I  hate my life but have no real reason to

That makes me hate myself more

I wish I didn’t give a **** about the rumors

I cry myself to sleep a lot

I can’t stand my family

Even though they don’t deserve my hate

Just that face seems to make me a terrible person

I’m doing terribly in school, not that I care

I don’t know what I want in life

Or even if I want my life

I tend to push everybody away

Even my so called “friends”

I’m afraid of life after college

I hate living here for various reasons

I don’t have any real skills

The skills I do have will get me no where in life

I cry when I’m angry

Which makes me even more angry

So I cry some more

I don’t trust myself

I complain too much

I’m petrified of change

My biggest fear besides change?

Being alone and losing everything

So how’s that?

Does that basically cover who I am?
Tabitha Sullivan
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Tabitha Sullivan  Maine
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