I
hate myself...
no, no, I rate myself

I
complain a lot...
no, no, I don't comprehend enough

I
disgust myself...
no, no, I discuss myself

I
sigh a lot...
no, no, I don't cry enough

I
despise myself...
no, no, I disguise myself

I
lie a lot...
no, no, I don't reply enough

I'm
just rating myself...
just to comprehend the conversations about myself

Crying
behind the disguise of a smile...
with no reply to the solutions of my life

But I'm still keen on
pushing forward