It makes me wonder, what do you do when you hate yourself?
It just crawls under your skin
when you have to face someone you hate,
but what happens when the person you hate is yourself?
That person is the person you have to see every morning you wake up.
That person is the one person you can't runaway from.
What do you do?

I know what it's like to want to die.
How it hurts to smile.
How you try to fit in, but you can't.
How you hurt yourself on the outside,
to try to kill the thing on the inside.