i hate feeling as though i can't move or breathe.
i hate that i feel like i always need to wait to do what i want.
i hate that this is just a ramble, when really there was going to be a point.
i hate that i keep trying, but have nothing to show for it.
i hate that i can't.
i hate that i'm the way i am sometimes.
i hate that words are out once they're out.
i hate that i can't change the course of events.
i hate the way some people act.
i hate the way some people look at me.
i hate the fact that sometimes i hide from everyone around me.
i hate that this 