What The Crap
I'm weak, useless and always scared. I'm no good. It seems I can't change. I've lost all my motivation. My unhappiness is troubling everyone who's around me. I'm getting old. I'm not grown up. I'm aiming my anger to a person just because I love her. I can't find my way. I'm lazy if I have no guide. I shiver around people.
I HATE THAT SUCH A BLANK PERSON IS ME! I hate that person! I don't want to believe that's "me". I don't want to hate "myself"... but I SO do.