I'm at the end. <br />There isn't much more I can take. <br />Everything is only getting worse. <br />I really need a break. <br />Day in and day out, <br />Nothing is what I do. <br />My life is so confusing. <br />Why do I feel like I do? <br />I'm by myself, <br />Dreading each and every day, <br />With nobody to talk to, <br />Just hoping things will be okay. <br />I've created some sore of prison, <br />Where hating myself is the crime. <br />Someday maybe things will change? <br />I guess I will know in time. <br />Nobody understand me, <br />Or knows what I'm going through. <br />Keeping a smile on my face, <br />Acting happy with what I say and do, <br />But really inside I'm hurting, <br />Suffering with deep pain and regret, <br />Having fear of everything. <br />Hopefully someday I will forget. <br />I need to end this way I live, <br />Some day, some way, some how. <br />I wish someone could help me, <br />Which I'm unable to allow. <br />Nothing I do has meaning, <br />Or even worth talking about. <br />My life is just a waste, <br />Everything is done with doubt. <br />I have no conclusions, <br />On what else there is to do. <br />I find the negative of everything, <br />And I always think the worst too. <br />Well, I guess there is no sake of trying, <br />There doesn't seem to be an end. <br />I'm going to have to tolerate, <br />What's difficult and unable to mend.<br /><br />Fernando Alvarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hating-myself-is-the-crime/
