Why do I cower in fear?
Is it because I miss you dear?Why do I cut myself constantly?
Is it because I drown in despair compliantly?Why do I hate myself so much?
Is it because I can't fathom this much?Why do i want to cry...
Even when my eyes feel so dry...Why do I...
What am I doing... Rhyming isn't like me... Neither are poems... I just write down what I feel... Is my sorrow and pain entertain you that much?... I hate my very being, I hate my very core, I hate that I can't fit in, I hate that I can't be correct... Do anything fucking correct...
I hate myself so much... I hate that I can't make people proud... I hate that I fuck up so much.. I hate that I ruin every relationship, friendship or person that I come in contact with.
I am so fucked up.. But yet I try... I can't keep going any longer but I want to try... I don't want people to become sad over my death if they would ever even miss me... But I don't want to fucking be here anymore... I can't no more...
What I hate the most... Is that I want to kill myself... Knowing that I'll probably end up harming someone so bad... And it'll only make things worse... I don't know what to do with myself anymore... So someone... Please.. PLEASE... FUCKING PLEASE...
Save me....
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Regrets And Feelings
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