I hate myself. I hate the way that I act. I hate cancer. I hate being bald. I hate not being able to be honest and confident. I hate that I have no talent. I hate that you like me. I don't understand it. Even if I did I would like you to go on. I care about you. I don't know. I just hate how things are sometimes. I hate that I am such a wimp and I can't do anything right. I just want to curl up in a ball and contemplate all of the mistakes that I have ever made in life. I want everything to be better. I want to be able to smile and forget the little things. I want to appreciate what I have and not live in regret. I want to be a normal healthy kid. I want long beautiful brown hair. I want to be able to hang out with sick kids without getting an infection and being hospitalized. I want to be happy. I want to be happy with you.
I just don't know if I can do it.
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