It hurts and drags on
Yet all I do is keep to myself
I miss... no I won't say it,
You don't deserve it, never will
Why do I resent everything so much?
Everything that I am too,
Everything that surrounds me in my home
Is all that I hate
Breaking free and living large
What will fill up this emptiness?
I'm still young, got plenty to live for
But I trap myself within this prison
That I call my mind
Its not tangible
Its an automation of my past
That I have been programmed to hate
This socially inept, shy, embarrassed
Person you see right here
Has all been affected with how he grew up
No older brother to look up to,
No parents to lean back on to,
So I've secluded them out of my life
I don't need them, they were never there for me
They would never understand
And all of this causes all the emptiness inside
In turn starting to shut out all my friends
The people who are there for me
I resent myself
I hate myself
And all of this won't be fixed by saying all that..
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