hate

I have the urge to rip someone's head off. I hate that I can't do anything alone; that I need assistance from people. I hate that I have no motivation and no drive. I hate that I am continually confused. I hate that others think that they know what is bothering me and where my roadblocks are. I hate that I dont know what is bothering me and where my roadblocks are. I hate that people regard as unimportant things that are important and vice-versa. I hate that I have to wait for shit. I hate that people are unreliable. I hate that people are nit-picky. I hate that I am unreliable. I hate that I am - wait, I'm not nit-picky. That I don't hate. I hate that people walk up to me and want to chat. I hate that others ignore me. I hate people. Sometimes I hate myself.