My Reflection Hates Me

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My reflection hates me so much, he's ashamed to share the same atomic mass with me.

Submitted: July 06, 2016

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I hate everything about you,

But you already know that.

When I look, in the mirror,

You can see, the hate,

Burning inside of my eyes.

I’m ashamed to say, that we’re

One in the same, cause,

I think that you’re worth nothing at all.

 

You’re a bad, bad man

And I know that you know that.

Don’t try to run or hide from the truth,

Cause everyone already knows,

What kind of man you really are inside.

You’re a bad, bad man,

And I know that you know that.

 

It’s the same shit, just on a different day.

Cause everyday you fuck up at least once,

And probably more, cause you’re fucking stupid.

Nineteen years old, and you still haven’t got

Anywhere, within in the span of the last year.

I watch as you fail, to be something as simple as perfect.

You’re useless, I hate the way that you look at me

When I’m staring you down, in the fucking mirror.

 

You’re so fucking ugly, I just wanna

Punch the fucking mirror,

Until glass shards fly all over the room.

Then I’m gonna pick one up,

And just keep on cutting until I can’t stand up,

It’ll be death by a thousand cuts.

 

You’re a bad, bad man

And I know that you know that.

Don’t try to run or hide from the truth,

Cause everyone already knows,

What kind of man you really are inside.

You’re a bad, bad man,

And I know that you know that.

 

Why can’t you just, hurry up and die, already?

Enough with all the hesitation marks on your skin,

That’s just a cop out cause you can’t go all the way.

I never knew it was this possible to hate someone so much,

But everytime I see your face, I get so fucking mad.

Cause you’re a lot more than depression and addiction,

But you’re the only one who doesn’t seem to notice.

So until you notice, I’m still giving you the middle finger,

Cause you deserve to beaten until you understand,

 

That you’re a bad, bad man

And I know that you know that.

Don’t try to run or hide from the truth,

Cause everyone already knows,

What kind of man you really are inside.

You’re a bad, bad man,

And I know that you know that.

 

Stop looking at me like that,

You know everything I say is true.

You’re a bad, bad man

And everyone knows that,

So stop trying to run and hide from the truth.


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