I'm sorry for all that I've done to you
The whole world seems to say
That I do these things to everyone and I can't help but feel ashamed
The worst part is that I can't help it
Because i didn't know until now
I wish I could talk to you about this
But every time I try it seems like I can't quite find the words in my mouth
What do I do instead
I complaints much you say I quotes
But then what
I confused
Because that's all I've ever done
Is complain
Just do something about it I hear a voice say
All the things I complain about are the things I can't control
When I open up my mouth in a book no one seems to tell me to shut up
It's because they choose to hear me out
While everyone else wants to push me away
I'm tired
It hurts me to know
That I don't know how to do this any other way
But there are still some others that that I know a way to get around And hear me complain
That's all this is i realize
Just another way to complain
And yet I keep going on getting trapped in my own thoughts
I'm sorry for all that I've done for you
I wish I would die
That's the truth
It's like...
I can't seem to survive
The reality
So I turn here
And write another chapter
I can't slit my wrist
So what do I do
And the friends I have
Don't want to hear it any more
I'm sorry that I complain so much
But mainly, I'm sorry that you don't have a choice to hear me out.
Conclusion: I talked to one of my friends yesterday and they explained that everyone thinks I complain too much. I realize I write in a different way in which I speak.through poems I speak And through stories I write in a way of release. They're two different ways for me to tell the world about my life. The one thing I do want though is for this to just stop. If I could talk about something else I wouldn't but I never have a topic except for my demise.
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