I fucking hate you.
I hate how you make me feel.
I hate how you make me hate myself.
I hate how you make me want to die.
You make me so tired. You make it hard to get out of bed. Hard to take a shower. Hard to wash my hair. Hard to clean my cuts. Hard to take care of myself.
I want to be happy. I want to smile, and believe it. I want to be happy when people tell me I look nice. I want to not hate myself.
I want you to leave.
You are the monster inside of me.
Or am I the monster inside of you?
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