Sometimes I hate you.
Sometimes I think your ugly.
Sometimes your body makes me sick.
Sometimes I just want to shave all your hair.
Sometimes I want you hurt you.
Sometimes I want to make you bleed.
Sometimes I want to make you cry.
Sometimes I just want you to feel something.
Sometimes I wish you could let people in, let them know how you feel.
Sometimes I wish you could love yourself as much as you say you do.
Sometimes I wish you could trust people.
Sometimes I wish you didn't have so much pain.
Sometimes I wish you weren't embarrassed.
Sometimes I wish they never hurt you.
But most of all I wish you could be happy.
Why can't you just be happy?
