vincent armone - I hate myselfs

I hate myselfs
every bones
every piece of flesh
every rotten organs
I hate myselfs

My very essences is rotten
my hearts a soild block of dry ice
my souls shattered and lost
I hate myselfs

wont kill myself
there are to many personalites I would
have to take with me

All yelling for attention
all wanting to be up front and alive
not hiding behind my eyes
in a brain that does not now
who it is
I hate myselfs

I walk alone
but hear voices
I sleep alone
but with many
I cry
and they laugh
I hate myselfs

Self the center of a healthy personality
yea try telling that to the 7 guys there right now
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself

vincent armone

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