I guess you are right...

I feel your words slashing away at my skin, now my mind is in whirls wondering if you are right. I mean, I guess you are since they say truth hurts, but did it really have to be this harsh? No wonder I don't even feel comfortable in my own skin. My mind and heart tell me to despise myself for all that I am because it doesn't fit in with any of the means with those around me. Fuck! I hate myself! I really do! How can I become a better me? Do I really have to kill the old me to feel less alone and hated? How can I do that without losing myself?

Oh, right! YOU FUCKEN CAN'T! I guess I'm screwed.....