I Hate It

AUGUST 31

I hate it when you worry about my health
I hate it that you care
I hate having to hide myself
From my friends that cannot bear

Whn you look at me
Do you see me living a happier life
Did you really think i could be
Completely findished with my knife

Did you ever stop to think
I'm not getting any better
That i'm continuing to sink
As I write down every letter.