I'm such a fool to think you, or anyone could love me. Hell, i don't even like myself. so why would someone else like me? i'm a fool for thinking you were different. everyone's basically the same. it goes on like a game of tag or simon says. it's endless. maybe my mind is right. maybe i don't deserve to be loved. i'm just a gigantic fool it's ridiculous. i can't believe i thought i could be loved by anyone. i either am too needy or too distant. there's literally no in between. i can be too emotional or very heartless. that's what i get for trusting people. i'm a clown. i can't believe i actually thought i found someone that could love me. what was i thinking? i don't deserve love anyway.
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What It's Like In My Mind
Short StoryA collection of poems/stories I wrote of what it's like in my mind. It may not be for everyone, it includes mentions of suicide, swearing, and mentions of my trauma.
