Me Odio

The clouds covered the Sun
Maybe the problem is me
I want to be okay and I'm not
(Ah, I'm not, why?)

I just want to put an end to it
Because I'm not a happy person
I want to die, and that's how it is
(What the hell did you say?)

I'm someone with almost no self-esteem
Who overthinks about any nonsense
I constantly suffer relapses
(High relapses)
Because I'm a self-destructive person
(Too much)
I live surrounded by people and still feel alone
And the fight with the mirror is to blame for everything
(For everything)
I am the city and at the same time I am dome
(No!)
I barely know when, don't ask me how
(How?)
And now in school I can't feel my own pulse
And well, try to put up with 30 idiots in the same class

(Son of a b*tch)
I trusted someone who swore not to leave
How naive, I trusted someone, how naive
(What an idiot, to be more precise)

My breath doesn't escape me
I'm wasting it
And since I never say anything
Silently I'm drowning
All those feelings
That I could express by talking
(And just talking?)
And I wrote this song while I was masturbating
(No! No! Wtf?)

The clouds covered the Sun
Maybe the problem is me
I want to be okay and I'm not
(I'm not, damn, I'm not
I want to die, someone kill me)

I just want to put an end to it
Because I'm not a happy person
I want to die and that's how it is
(Hold my balls, why was I talking sh*t?)

I have anxiety, depression, and bipolar disorder
(All of it!)
And I can't get used to it
(And no, friend, who the hell can get used to it? Are you stupid?)

I hate my body
I hate my face
I hate the moment
I hate my soul
I hate my hands
I hate my teeth
I hate my arms
I hate my mind

I hate the past
And I hate the future
I hate my state
I hate you, I swear
I hate my legs
I hate the present
I hate the insecurities and I hate people
(No, not people-no, I swear today-today I'm unbearable
But no, I can't stand anyone else, I don't want to see anyone else!
Seriously, I can't stand seeing anyone's face-anymore
God, anymore, ah, I'm done)

The clouds covered the Sun
Maybe the problem is me
I want to be okay and I'm not
(Hahaha kill me please)

I just want to put an end to it
Because I'm not a happy person
(No! Sir!)
I want to die and that's how it is
(That's how it is! Yes, that's how it is!)

I have anxiety, depression, and bipolar disorder
And I can't get used to it