Mental Masochism

My life has been an endless series of me telling myself I suck.

I’ve never once felt like I love myself,

Guess I’m just out of luck.

I push for hope and happiness

But when I pull I rope in pain.

I guess the road I’m on just leads to this,

I’ve nothing left to gain.

I torture myself with self-hate

I ruin my school-work the same.

I procrastinate, avoid, and ignore things.

I hate hearing my name.

I was always told that I’m talented,

Always told that I’m smart,

But when it boils down to it:

I’m scraps in a world of art.

We’re always told we’re special

Unique, and great, and kind.

I told myself I won’t listen to lies anymore

So I started making them up in my mind.