I hate how I raise hell on this earth without even trying.
I hate how my face isn't up societies standards.
I hate how my body isn't up to societies standards.
I hate how one thing that I do that could someone ruin another, I get it ten times worse.
I hate when people hate me.
I hate when I'm able to do something
I hate my personality.
I hate the way I am so blunt.
I hate that my dad is a fucking prick.
I hate that my sister hates me.
I hate that I've lost friends because of my own wrongdoings.
I hate the person I am.
I hate that I have anxiety.
I hate that I hate everything I am.
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Sneak Peek
PoetryI basically just write these when I get sad, and I'm tired of them just sitting in my notes where they're worthless. So enjoy. Not really they're kinda sad.
