They say it's wrong to hate myself But I would hate me if I were anyone else Shatter every mirror I can't stare at failure It seems so clear I don't want to live here and breathe this air It tortures me that you ran so deep Depart me from this waste I've found hopelessness in those that kept me hoping for the best I will bloom, a flower in the sun Forever seeking purpose, though left with none I will bloom, I will wither Break my bones Tear my skin I'll never feel pain worse than this Breathing in this change I've got to find a way out of this mess You're an old breeze, one slow to come but quick to leave Finding closure is closer to hell than reality I'll just wait again, patiently by that evergreen