I know I'm not the smartest.
And I know everyone hates me, and I know I'm lame and stupid and boring.
I know I'm so imperfect that dirt is better then me.
And I know I'm pathetic.
I know I'm a bitch...
I know I'm nothing... and I guess once I realized how fucked up and everything I am... I know why everyone hates me.
I get pissy quick
I'm too quiet or too loud
I'm too honest
I'm annoying
I'm overly insecure
I'm pathetic
I'm a bitch
I have walls...
But it's okay. I hate me too.
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryA series of thoughts, that I cannot mute. Some would have these at night, while I have them all day.