There are times when I absolutely dislike myself. It stems from being told I'd never be good enough for anyone (sometimes I think that's true, because every guy I've been with has deserted me) and bullying during middle school amongst other things I'd rather not say.
Other times I love myself. It's an up & down thing.
I like my personality and my intelligence. But I don't like how I allow my life to be a waste. I don't know what it means to be proud of something I've done. Most of the time I'm disgusted with myself for being too lazy and uncaring to make changes and lead a more fulfilling existence.
difendimi per sempre amore mio, almeno tu
in questi angoli del mondo agonizzante di bugie
rimane la ferita, rimane la mia vita
difendimi per sempre in questo mondo in tempesta
in cui l'amore è il solo grido di protesta di noi uomini
riesco a non arrendermi se ci sei tu a difendermi