My nemesis has always been hate
She hides in every corner of my mind
She breeds hate for who I am of late
She speaks hate for what I've become with words unkind
She whispers hate for who I've dared to love
And talks of longing for whom I've lost
"All your fault," comes the voice I'm scared of
And she will tease 'til my mind is full of hurt and exhaust
A barrier from the words that pain and mock
I wish I could hide or get away, but her voice is always near
I wish I could escape, but her voice is the only one I can't block
Hate is my nemesis, the one lurking in my mind, the one no one else can hear
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This one's old.
Sometimes I go into a depressive funk. Sometimes I hate who I am, who I love, how I look. But sometimes I remind myself that there is nothing wrong with me. I'm okay. I'm gorgeous and I can love whoever I want.
So squash those voices under your foot, 'cause you're wonderful and amazing and I love you.
