Hate MyselfA Story by Alyssa C.Hate Myself Obviously, you can tell, I hate
myself. Which I do. I hate the way I look. I hate the way I act. I hate how I
always lie to myself and everyone I know. I hate pretending. I hate having to
put a fake smile on my face all the time. I just really hate myself. When I smile, I want to
cry. When I laugh, I just want to yell, “F**K ME!” When I lay on my bed in the
dark I just want to end it all. I feel so trapped. Why
do I have to do this all of the time? Why do I have to pretend? Why do I have
to lie? Why do I have to be me? Why do I have to be here? I’ve lied about myself.
No one knows who I truly am. No one knows the real Alyssa. And no one wants to.
Sometimes I just want to let go and tell everyone, “This is who I am” but I
know that deep down, no one will see me the same. No one will care for me. No
one knows the truth. Every day of my life I
plaster a fake smile on my face as if it were make up. Every day friends always
ask me, “Are you okay?” I nod my head in reply. But really, I just want to tell
them no. No I’m not fine. I’m not okay. I’m tired of pretending everything is
okay because it’s been years and nothing has changed. Want to tell people who
I truly am without them thinking I’m “not one of them.” I want to express who I
am without being treated like I’m an alien, or I’m disgusting. I don’t want
people to look at me as if I’m a disgusting creature that roams around. So then I hide, and
lie. About everything. About me. My life. My everything. If only. If only. If
only! All I can do is wish and hope and fantasize about people accepting me.
Me. Not the lie that I made me. Not the person I killed with lies. But me.
Alyssa. If only..... © 2013 Alyssa C.Featured Review
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1 Review Added on June 8, 2013 Last Updated on June 8, 2013 AuthorAlyssa C.Darkness of the Rain, WAAboutI'm the girl that likes to lay in the darkness, sit alone, and stand in the rain. That's me. Alyssa. more..Writing
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