There\'s too many things I hate about myself
Listing them all would be quite tiring
From things I\'ve noticed to things others did
How they\'d tell me in such blunt ways
I hate my eyes first of all
The dark brown colour so dull and lifeless
How they never seem fully open
My dark circles taking over
I hate my hair as well
Brown is not a good colour on me
The curls never seem to be just right
No matter how long or short it doesn\'t work
Another thing I hate is my voice
It\'s too high pitched for some
Yet I can make it go too deep all the same
The squeaks that come out in excitement
My name has always been filled with hate
This is why I no longer use it anywhere
Unless it\'s work or family nobody knows it
How could you give me such a bad name
My face has also made this cruel list
The way my chin points out too far
How my freckles cover my cheeks and nose
When I can\'t keep my acne under control
I also hate my laugh
Whether it\'s a soft giggle or not
That horrible cackle that escapes
How annoying I must be to others
My legs make me crazy too
Starting with the huge thighs
Leading down to the twisted bones
My overly tight calf muscles
This personality I possess is just as bad
Acting different for everyone around
The way I can\'t seem to find just one
Yet I always hope everyone likes me
Don\'t look to my body for any hope
I hate this whole thing from head to toe
The fat on my stomach makes me sick
Cellulite that could make anyone cringe
There\'s just too many more things I hate
And I know that others hate them too
Yet I keep begging for affection
Hoping someone will adore what I hate