I hate myselfs
every bones
every piece of flesh
every rotten organs
I hate myselfs
My very essences is rotten
my hearts a soild block of dry ice
my souls shattered and lost
I hate myselfs
wont kill myself
there are to many personalites I would
have to take with me
All yelling for attention
all wanting to be up front and alive
not hiding behind my eyes
in a brain that does not now
who it is
I hate myselfs
I walk alone
but hear voices
I sleep alone
but with many
I cry
and they laugh
I hate myselfs
Self the center of a healthy personality
yea try telling that to the 7 guys there right now
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
vincent armone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hate-myselfs/
