Not my usual poem, but I was feeling down and had no time to overthink.
I hate myself for who I am
I keep disappointing who I love
I make these big changes
But no one hears my mind
And no one truly understands
Because I'm afraid of getting hurt
I'm disappointing enough
As right now I am
So I blame myself for everything
And all that goes wrong is me
All I touch, all I see,
It decays and breaks
Yet no one believes
That behind all those smiles
There is pained look
Of sorrow and hurt
That will one day break
Because it can hold no longer
And it's all because of me
June 3rd '22
(I wrote a lot that day, yeah)
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet
Short StoryA collection of poems and short stories I write when I'm bored. Most of the themes are sad, so I hope that, in a hundred years when I'm long dead, students read them as part of their Literature lessons. XD ⚠Major character death in some stories⚠
