Blinded To Love
You hate yourself at the top of your lungs
Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech
"Sorry I'm just rambling", "Don't worry about it", "Just ignore me", "Sorry if I'm annoying you", "Sorry I don't make sense", "Sorry about that" , sorry sorry sorry
You act as if you have to beat everyone else to punch
As if the punching bag is you
If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself the loudest, then nobody will hurt you
Even if someone does, you are blinded to love
And that means you never heard their love, you drowned it out.
You screamed your hatred over it
And you say to them,
Look you're not the one who can destroy me
I can do it myself.
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