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Me
I bring pain
Drive everyone completely insane
I can cry for everyone else
But when comes to me, I can't cry a tear for myself
I know that I am only human
But I want to be able to do more then any human can
I am dying here in this body
Drowning in my pathetic self caused misery
I can feel
But are my feeling even real?
I am so foolish when it comes to the simplest things
I get so angry over the craziest things
I can feel emotions, I can feel them all
But are they for real? or am I heading for another fall?
My heart is beating inside of me
Trapped and ready to be set free
I love 2 boys but which will set me free
Which will help me love me?
Teach me how to except the girl I happen to be?
I know all the rules
So why am I still acting like a fool?
I am not perfect, don't think any one can be
So why do I expect perfection from me?
I can except everyone around me
So why is it that when it comes to myself I can be so cruel?
I can love the unlovable, but I can't love me
I argue every compliment
Any kind of sweet sentiment
I still can't tell you why I hold myself accountable
When I can excuse the inexcusable?
Drive everyone completely insane
I can cry for everyone else
But when comes to me, I can't cry a tear for myself
I know that I am only human
But I want to be able to do more then any human can
I am dying here in this body
Drowning in my pathetic self caused misery
I can feel
But are my feeling even real?
I am so foolish when it comes to the simplest things
I get so angry over the craziest things
I can feel emotions, I can feel them all
But are they for real? or am I heading for another fall?
My heart is beating inside of me
Trapped and ready to be set free
I love 2 boys but which will set me free
Which will help me love me?
Teach me how to except the girl I happen to be?
I know all the rules
So why am I still acting like a fool?
I am not perfect, don't think any one can be
So why do I expect perfection from me?
I can except everyone around me
So why is it that when it comes to myself I can be so cruel?
I can love the unlovable, but I can't love me
I argue every compliment
Any kind of sweet sentiment
I still can't tell you why I hold myself accountable
When I can excuse the inexcusable?
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