I've been hating who I am lately. I try to distract myself but whenever there's nothing to do, the feeling gets worse. It feels like I'm running away. But I'd rather run away than be myself.
I don't like who I am, what I do, how I look, how I act. I want to kill everything and bury it.
It's horrible, it stinks, nasty, ugly. It isn't very cute or pretty to the eye.
If I kill the me I hate, maybe I would love myself.
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