I was always living in a lie,
Just didn't recognize it sooner,
I felt loved, like I was in my sweet haven,
But blinded by my chances.
Blinded by how much I cared,
My kindness was much too high,
Finally, I realized,
I couldn't, not anymore.
I became my own problem,
Lost myself trying to be better,
Now I can't find me, and I hate it,
Why, did I go so low?
Maybe I shouldn't be this way,
Maybe showing my vulnerability wasn't worth it,
Maybe I'm just being paranoid,
It won't change the fact that I will never belong.
I should have known,
Why would I fit in?
Suddenly make me happier,
Without life's usual price.
I never saw the lightning,
The thunder that scared me, I was deaf to,
Never smelt aura of danger,
Just came closer hoping you were better.
Maybe I was right, they always leave.
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A Universe Of Mystery✧
PoetryThe second book for: My Book Of Poetry I hope you enjoyed my last book and that this book will as fun(ish), better and even enjoyable than my last. If you're reading this book first, then I hope you love/like it. This book may include triggers such...
