I hate what I am.
What am I?
I am weak.
I am pathetic.
I hate me.
This is not what I wanted.
What did I want?
I hate me.
I want to be noticed.
I want to be remembered,
But I am nothing.
I hate me.
When did I become
This self-loathing fool?
Surely there was something better out there for me.
I hate me.