Razor

I hate my mind
And I hate my soul.
I hate how wrong
Everything always goes.

And I hate the cuts
And I hate the scars.
And I hate being afraid
Of my own arms.

I hate myself
And I hate my body.
What I really hate
Is fucking society.

And I hate the people
That made me feel like shit.
I hate the assholes
Who started this.

I hate the doctors
And the fucking diagnosis.
I hate having a disease
And not being able to show it.

I hate the ones
Who love me most.
I can’t stand
To let anyone close.

I hate myself,
And no one understands.
This is why I have
This razor in my hand.