What's wrong with me? Why the fuck me? Everyone seems so happy and that they got their shit together but I'm a failure. I'm not good enough. I'm not skinny enough. I'm not pretty enough. I'm not smart enough. I'm so fucking worthless. I see all these people and they are so happy. So normal. I want that happiness. I want to be normal. I hate my mind. It keeps yelling at me. Criticising me with everything. I keep crying. I keep cutting. People call me stupid. But, yes, I am. But it helps me. Ugh. Help me. Someone. PLEASE.
I hate the way I don't think before doing I hate the way I annoy people. I hate the way I'm stupid. I hate the way I can't change. I hate the way I can't talk to my family. I hate the way I'm scared. I hate the way my expectations are high but my life low. I hate the way I lose people. I hate the way I lie. I hate the way I steal. I hate all of my ways and everything. I hate the way I destroy everything. I hate the way some night I can't stop crying. I hate me.
