I Hate Me

I hate everything about myself
I hate the way I look
I hate the way I act
I hate the way I talk
I hate the way I walk
I hate the way I am

I hate that I'm alive
I hate that I breathe
I hate that I wake up every day to the sound of my mom yelling
I hate that I can't leave
I hate that I can't give up
I hate that I can't slip my wrist and wait to pass out from blood loss

I hate that I'm annoying
I hate that I'm ugly
I hate that I'm boring
I hate that I'm overbearing
I hate that I'm embarrassing
I hate that I can't live up to the expectations of everyone

I hate that I can't express myself
I hate that I can't control myself
I hate that I can't believe in myself
I hate that I can't think for myself
I hate that I can't be myself
I hate that I can't love myself

II hate that I can't change
I hate that only find joy in things my mother hates.
I hate being a last option
I hate that I can't relate to my friends
I hate that my skin is darker than other people
I hate how thick the hair that grows on my skin is

I hate how big my thighs are
I hate how I can't find clothes that fit me right
I hate how my skin feels as if it's about to break from all the Fat it has to hold in.
I hate that I question how good I am
I hate the praise I get for things I hate
I hate how I feel like I'm always failing someone

I hate me
I hate me
I hate me
I hate me
I hate me

(Just so yall know I'm ok just going through a lil rough patch <3)