Me And My Self

i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate myself. i hate me. i hate everything.i want to die.but i dont.why?. i wish i was never born. my brothers fault.BASTARD. die. die.die.die.die. No. DIE! im sorry. no im not.

I hate my life beacuse of my asswhole dad and everything else school. i feel like no one likes me. im a loser. i want to die so much but i can only cut my wrist's which is the closet i can get to sucide. sometimes i just want to run away. im sure everyone does. at some point in there life i know i did. no one can help.no one. at all. but then there's the love factor. i am emo so i cant really get a girlfreind. and theres also that i dont have the greatest hair, or perfect teeth or that im not a jock or smart. but the funny thing is im not sorry at all. i am who i am and im proud damn of fact. i wish that i could sing a little better though. bye oh and if you dont think that you arent cool enough cause what people tell you. they can go skrew themselves. and you tell them that.