If I could change myself I would I hate myself
I hate everything about me
I hate my face
I hate my hair
I hate my eye
And I hate my smile
I hate my cloths
I hate my body
I hate my life
My friends and family don’t know what i feel everyday
They don’t know that I starve myself
They don’t know that I cry myself to sleep that i want to die
If i could change myself I could but it will take some time to do that.
Sky blue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem