Run
I disgust myself with my idiocy…
I want to break the mirror at the mere sight of me…
I deserve nothing or no one…
Not worth a bullet in a loaded gun…
I am furious at myself for what I’ve become…
I deserve the pain; don’t need to be numb…
Yes, I’m self-loathing, but you would hate me too,
If you knew me even remotely like I do…
There is no redemption for what I’ve done…
It’s hard to hide from yourself when there’s nowhere to run…
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