I Hate Me
why was i even born
my teachers like me
my friends like me
even think i’m funny
but my mom hates me
she hates me
she thinks i’m a burden
and that i’m a bad kid
she wishes i was never born
she never said that
she sees my face and want to hurt me
she said that
i cry myself to sleep
i don’t do anything right
i have bad skin
and a bad body
i like school
i see my friends
i do good in class
i get on the bus and i’m sad
i hate home
i walk through the door
i have something to do
i can’t relax
only time i relax is when i’m on the bus
or when i die
so why was i born
i sometimes wish i weren’t
another reason my mom hates me
i dont understand why she had me
if she only wants to hate me
she loves my older siblings
and my younger sister
so why can’t she love me
why am i so unlovable
everyone loves me
she hates me
i hate me
Copyright © Patty Gross | Year Posted 2023
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