I hate myself.
And my ugly plain disguise.
I hate myself.
And my tears of black demise.
I hate myself.
And my porcelain smile.
I hate myself.
And my lies of clear denial.
I hate myself.
And my low self-esteem.
I hate myself.
Because I'm numb as morphine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent piece...10+++