I'm beginning to hate myself and the values I hold dear.
Would I have to feel all this disappointment welling up inside of me?
If I was amoral, I wouldn't feel bad about hurting anyone. And in so doing, I won't hurt myself either.
I want to rant about the folly of some people, and the sheer immaturity of others.. but I've learned through the years that anger in itself is nothing but folly - nothing good shall ever stem from fiery alphabets stringed together to form a bitter cord.
I'm foolish too.
No doubt I'm immature.
I forgive you, at least I want to.. but I can't seem to get this strong bitterness and disappointment within me.
It's eating me up like a little green worm devouring the core of a fresh potato.
I need some pesticide.