Hate

I hate myself and what I have become, I hate myself cause I want to be better,
I want more from myself then what I can give, I hate the fact that I am forced to
live, when I am a complete screw up and I am in so much pain
I wish it could all b taking away,
I hate myself cause I cant make any thing make sense in my head
its all screwed up nothing seems right,
when I try to figure things out I fall apart and hope to die
this jus is not right, I am so stupid
so messed up in my head I truly rather be dead
I hate myself cause?? when things get hard I wont stand I just run
I hide myself away from everyone and let my dark world take control
and my soul seeps through every pore leaving me empty
and weeping on the floor
I hate myself cause I hurt all my friends
every time they get up I make them fall again
I am a nuisance to all, and that is why they all fall
cause I pull them down to the ground
where I lay in my sacred place
I hate myself and that will never change

*2018 looking over my poems and wow this one was bad, will not delete any though*