The Life of me

Done

September 9th

I hate who I have become...I hate loving boys that won't ever love me for what I have between my legs...I hate having to sit here and pretend to be happy. I HATE TO HAVE TO SEE, I HATE TO HAVE TO SPEAK, I HATE WHO I AM AND THAT'S ALL I AM. I HATE WHO I LOVE, AND I HATE WHAT I'VE BECOME...I'm sorry...I really truly am...But i'm done...I'm done pretending to have a care, I'm done pretending to live life petty and horrid, I'm done existing not to exist, I'm done with life's emotions and regrets. I'm done with what goes from happiness to sorrow...I tell myself I can't as into my pit of lies, for one life's love is another one to treasure, I'm trying find the thing that they think is called a life, I may not find success in a simple accomplishment or two, but as long as I keep trying, I know that's the only thing I can continue to do...