Hating Me

Poem By Rosa Williams

I hate myself
I hate being me
I get mad at myself
I'm mad at me
There's knowone else to blame but me
I'm my own problem
I think I should take care of me
Take my own life away, so as it seems
If I could I'd give my life away to someone in need
Who will do something better with it then me
Not dwell on bad thing or be depressed just like me

Comments about Hating Me

i don't like your poem to much and don't take it the wrong way it's just that your hating yourself for what? ? your a gift of god


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