i made it..

i hate everything about myself
but yet i love it all
the scars have healed the tears have dried
I guess I made it through
but everything I started with
I knew I was going to lose
my heart I gave with roses
to a common fucking whore
my mind I gave to drugs and drink
and barely left the floor
my compassion went to worthless worms
that squandered it in days
my happiness left me for a using bitch
when i refused to stay
but through everything i have survived
ive learned a little more