I would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself I could beat my own heart up without it hurtingI would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself I would have a reason for being so cruelI would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself -my looking in the mirror pointing out all my flaws would be warrantedI would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself me sitting on the floor crying about all that I've done wrong would make some senseI would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself all that I'm writing about and have written about would be validI would like to say I hate who I am
Because at least if I hated myself I wouldn't shatter because of what others say, I'd just agreeI would love to say I hate who I am
Because at least if it were true, all this pain I bring myself would be justifiedI would love to say I hate who I am...
But in all honesty, I don't hate her
Not in the slightestI love her to pieces
And the worst thing about loving someone that is the result of how you've changed,
The worst part of that, is seeing how much it hurts herSeeing how much it hurts her to realize she is not who she used to be
She is not who she wants to beI love this new person which is terrible
It's terrible because she only recognizes her flawsI love this new person and it awful
It's awful because she's seeing everything that's wrong about her and none of the goodI love this new person and it terrifying
It's terrifying because she hates the changesI love this new person and it's heartbreaking
It's heartbreaking to watch myself, her, crumble because she knows all too wellShe knows she is not who she used to be
And she knows she cannot change backShe knows she can revise and edit and try to change all she wants
But she knows she will never be who she was before
She knows with each change, good or bad, she'll manage to find the flawsI know that I will always manage to find the flaws.
I would like to say I hate who I am, but I don't. I'm just scared to get to know her.

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idk: A Poetry Collection
PoesíaA collection of poems that are more than their names.