I Am

I am what i hate
the way ive become
the way i still love you
and could never destroy you.
I am what i Hate
the way its to late
this time in my life
the way i always wanna die
I am what i hate
saying things wrong
my random crazyness
my self destruction
I am what i hate
cowardly
alone
my hatred of others
the way i cant say anything right
my shyness
I am what i hate and im afraid its to late.

by veronica jacobs

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