I try to be the best person I can be.
I thought I was a good person, but the world seems to disagree.
I stand up for what's right, and care about many.
The world throws obstacles at me, and that's plenty.
The people I trust, seem to not care.
I do everything in my power to make them feel loved, but they are unaware.
They stab me in the back.
They leave me for dead, and then comes the second attack.
The feeling of betrayal is worse than the initial hurt.
The feeling that I'm doing something wrong and must convert.
Feeling like I have to change who I am.
The pain washes over, and tells me I'm a sham.
My kindness towards others only turns into suffering for me.
I make myself vulnerable to them, and they end up tossing me like debris.
I try to respect them in every way I can.
But that only ends up hurting me for my whole life span.
They treat me like they care.
And then they strike without me being aware.
This happens to me so often.
It makes me wonder if I've begun to soften.
Become more sensitive and mentally weak.
To the point where me suffering, is a life long streak.
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Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
