The me that I hate

I can’t focus

I can get motivation to do my work

I feel so angry, so violent

I find myself having detestable thoughts

I feel so guilty and I hate myself being like this but I just can’t stop

I feel like a disagreeable burden to my friends and everyone around me

I am so angry

I am so angry

And I don’t know why

I just feel so useless and detestable but I can’t stop being rude

I want to hit things and yell some insults

I feel imprisoned and I have this incontrollable desire to break free

Or to break down

Self-destruction

Anger blinds me and I think of death and violence

Are you a part of me detestable anger?

Do you belong here?

Why am I like this?

Why can’t I be like them?

 

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