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It's sad.
It's kinda sad the way, I am as a person.
I'm always going back and forth.
Changing the way I look, talk or think.
I'm never truly happy with myself.
I always seem to hate myself.
But I don't know why?
What did I do wrong?
It seems like every time I'm happy I still have a reason to be angry.
What's wrong with this kid?
You might ask.
If you were in my shoes.
You still wouldn't understand or know why.
Because even I don't.
And I live with myself every single day.
It's sad because I didn't mean for this to happen.
I didn't mean to break my own heart.
I'm always going back and forth.
Changing the way I look, talk or think.
I'm never truly happy with myself.
I always seem to hate myself.
But I don't know why?
What did I do wrong?
It seems like every time I'm happy I still have a reason to be angry.
What's wrong with this kid?
You might ask.
If you were in my shoes.
You still wouldn't understand or know why.
Because even I don't.
And I live with myself every single day.
It's sad because I didn't mean for this to happen.
I didn't mean to break my own heart.
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