How i fear the world
life itself
and what it's got in store for me
how i cry
even when i think of my family
the disaster we have become
who are you supposed to trust?
how i hate men
but cannot live without them
one in particular..
how i hate expectations
and the ones laid out in front of me
and how you are to fulfill absolutely everyones..
how i hate that chilled breeze
felt even on a summer night
so you must always have a cardie..
how i hate school
but am expected to do so well
because they assume I'm smart at it all
how i hate the fat
hate the food
hate the body
hate myself
hate my hands
my feet
my stomach
my breasts
my lips
my teeth
my eyebrows
my selfishness
my gullibility
and my ability to be so god dam naive!
i hate so much
but most
i hate the pity
sympathy i feel
for myself
when daily people are out there dying..