I hate these days
When the feeling of desperation stays
I hate the desperation
Because it's more than frustration
I hate this kind of feeling
When my wounds start bleeding
I hate this distress
When I'm such a mess
I hate these reflections
When I think about my actions
I hate the pain
Tears running like rain
I hate the rage
Holding my feelings in a cage
I hate to think this way
What else can I say?
I hate these days
When the feeling of desperation stays
