Here's another poem about hating myself
How many must I write until I understand
I ruin everything
I ruin lives
I make others hate themselves
I make the wrong moves
I can't do anything right
I'm not what you think I am
I'm not what you thought I'll be
I'm just a dumb little girl
I can't do anything right
I'm so awful
All I do is cry
I wish I was dead
I wish I killed myself
I wish I would cut up my thighs
I want to hang out so everyone could see
I wish to hear their joys
As their eyes laid upon my body
All I wanted I ruined