A short poem; Hatred

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I hate myself
But I don't know why
Every morning I wake
Just wanting to die
Late in the night
I cry till I sleep
I swam in the ocean
But I went down to deep
I'm drowning beneath
The weight of my fears
I bet no one would care
If I disappeared
I'm dying inside
Yet no one else can see
That person I hate?
It's really just me

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