I hate my hair
I hate my eyes
I hate my laugh
I hate my lips
I hate my arms
I hate my legs
I hate my fingers
I hate my cheeks
I hate my voice
I hate my ears
I hate skin
I hate my weight
I hate my mind
I hate size
I hate my toes
I hate my freckles
I hate my jaw
I hate my thighs
I hate my calves
I hate my nails
I hate my personality
I hate everything about myself.
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PoetryAnxiety is hard; I decided to write this 5 years ago and I rarely update. I come back to read what I had as this description, "there is no escape." I lied, there is an escape. I don't know how to feel to about this book anymore but most seem to enjo...