I Get Lost In My Thoughts Sometimes

I have flashbacks to the times when you used to hit me and I never said anything to anyone about it. I hate you so much. I hate myself for letting you do the things you did to me. I hate myself because I just had to be the good guy and not leave your side. No one could ever love me because of what you did to me. I hope you’re happy. I’ll be alone to the day I die because of you