I hate myself - I hate my face, my body, the environment that I’m in.
I’m filled with so much hate I don’t even know what to do with it.
To this day I can’t hold a conversation without saying the word sorry.
Like 15 gazillion times, to say that I’m apologizing for just being me.
Some days I stay up awake at night and the silence is so loud it overwhelms me,
I can’t sleep or eat.
Filled with so much negativity till negativity became me.
Because I wasn’t brought up to be proud of myself and love who I am.
No, I was told there were expectations and limitations and fought for every can’t to be a can.
So filled with hate I suffocate. “this is my fate”, I tell myself as I try to pick myself up but
it’s too late.
I can’t do this anymore.
I’ve gone weak, my life’s bleak and I’ve been starving myself for more than a week.
I hate myself. And I’m filled with so much hate that I don’t even know what to do anymore.
I hate me.
(All credits to ClickforTaz. Subscribe to her on her Youtube channel. The link in the description.) (P.S. Being the cynical depressed person I am, I cut out the positive parts of her slam poem, and added in some negative ones. So yea. Sorry bout that.)