As I look into the mirror
I'm filled with self hatred
There's nothing about me to love
It's all hideous
I hate that I feel this way
I hate that I am who I am
I hate that the blade is what I crave
I hate that I cry at night
I hate that I feel so alone
I hate that I force myself to puke
I hate that sometimes I won't eat
I hate that I do the things I do
I hate that I'm so weak
I hate that I'm so fragile
I hate that I'm shattered
I hate the way this life is
I hate this pain filled life
I hate that I'm alive
I hate that this life
Is my reality.