Don't you love it when people hate on you?
God I do
I love how they want to hurt me more then I am
I love that they love to see me cry or hurt myself
I love that they think it's funny when my friends try to help but they can't
I love how they can't think of a single hateful thing about them self
But it all just goes onto someone else
I love that they want me to die
Cause I want to, too
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book
RandomBasically feelings in a book. Probably won't rhyme but whatever. Will update as much as I can. Some of these might be sad. Some might just be confusing. They are just things I need to get out of my head. Language is used. Anyway just read.
