When I’m Done

When I’m done hating myself,
When I’m done hurting myself,
I’d shrug off these covers upon my head
And straighten the crumples on my bed.

When I’m done judging myself,
When I’m done killing myself,
I’d cast these thoughts away from me,
And curse them to let me be.

When I’m done consuming myself,
When I’m done hiding myself,
I’d write again, from a hopeful heart,
I’d smile again, and it shall never depart.

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