you get so mad when i ask if you hate me
but after all i've put us through
how can you not?
how can you stand me when i can barely
tolerate myself
you get so mad when i say i hate myself
but how can i love me when
i lost you
and not just once.
i've broken you time and time again.
and yet you still love me.
i promise i'm not that good.
just ask me.
i disappoint myself daily.
every time i look in the mirror
and realize i'm not with you.
so dont feel compelled to hate me,
you need not bother.
i hate myself enough for the both of us.
12-14-07
by shannon flanders
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved this one. The title pretty much says everything....