I hate my hands
I hate my legs
And I hate my brain back then
I bullied people
Grabbing people on the mouth
Chasing people around the shops
Telling my dad I will stab him
With no knife
I let the garage on his head
I punched him at the front door
I didn’t want to do all this
It was my previous life’s kidnapper
In my body
I threw cricket stumps at my brother
I hit him in the pool
I teased him by saying
What is wrong little chrissie
Did I hit you too hard
I hate my hands
I hate my mouth
I tied myself up
And gagged myself too
I played tv shows in my room
My brother thought I was dumb
So my hands would pinch him
I hate my hands
I hate my mouth
I hate my feet
I hate my brain
My brain is making me do all this
To my family
I wanted to put my hand across this person
He told his mum
I copped an ear bashing
I saw people getting into a big cage in the shops
I felt like locking them in
Stupid brain.
My lifeline is leaving my hand
Getting itchy
I hate my hands
And my brain
I didn’t lock them in
But did worst things
I hate my hands
My brain
My body
But deep down I have got over it