Im tired! Book of Poems And Thoughts.

U Hate......

I sit here and I wonder.

What did I do wrong?!

And then I think

Oh I know What I did wrong..

I was born

The thing that I did so wrong to make u hate me is that I'm alive

U hate me because I am breathing

U hate me because I am still able to walk and talk

U hate my because I can look at u with tear-filled eyes.

U hate me because I'm me

U hate the way that I smile

U hate the way I try to wear my hair down

U hate the way I try to be cool when I know that I can't be

U hate that I'm not skinny.

U hate that I dolt have the now cloths everyone else does

And u wanna know how I know y u hate me?

Because this is me

Everything discribed above is stuff that I hate about myself

I hate everything about me

Sometimes I sit in my room by myself and think.

Y do I hate myself so much

This isn't the position I wanna be in

I guess u could say

That this is a position that I was put in

And trust me...

I HATE IT!!!