Day 28. Warning! may contain triggers.
They talk about me behind my back
whispering, hissing pointing at me
Where are they? I cannot see
They tell me that I am unloved
Kill, hurt, cut yourself more
Find that knife in the drawer.
No one likes you, vile creature
fat, ugly, smell quite rank
No one but you to thank
Everything you do is wrong
No worth, cheap, no rate
Pass the street, they have hate
You will die afraid, alone
No one cares about anything
what do you actually bring?
Inner bully. Me.
whispering, hissing pointing at me
Where are they? I cannot see
They tell me that I am unloved
Kill, hurt, cut yourself more
Find that knife in the drawer.
No one likes you, vile creature
fat, ugly, smell quite rank
No one but you to thank
Everything you do is wrong
No worth, cheap, no rate
Pass the street, they have hate
You will die afraid, alone
No one cares about anything
what do you actually bring?
Inner bully. Me.
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