Yes I hate my self
Why can't you see?
I don't know what you want
But I don't like being me
Your words are like knives
Digging in to my brain
Only getting worse
And causing so much pain
They cut worse then knives on my skin
Nothing outside hurts worse than what's within
I know I am a terrible person
Stop telling that to me
I don't want that guy
To be what I shall be
I know that you are drunk
but that doesn't change a thing
You still hate me don't you?
Witch makes you're words ring
I rarely make you proud
or stand out from the crowd
I really hate my self
More than you know
Sometimes I want to die
And bleed from head to toe
