I hate what I write Page by page of scratched out thoughts Word by word; more annoying I hate you I hate you The page is the mirror My words are my reflection Ugly Ugly Not real You are not new You are everyone else They won't love you There is never an end Day after day I feel dumb again
Just wanted to say that I know I'm not good, and I really don't like myself too much. All you people are very nice, but I'm really really starting to hate who I am. Before I grow cold, you need to know: I love you. More thank you can ever know.