I feel like a monster...
An unwanted creature...
Something to be dreaded,
That should never have existed...
And I always find myself thinking
That I don't belong here...
I blame myself for existing,
All while knowing
You made me...
And I never asked for it...
So please, stop making me feel
Like I owe you something,
When I didn't even ask for that curse of a gift...
They always say life is a gift...
But...is it really?
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Things I Can't Say Out Loud
PoesíaHere, I express my feelings in the form of very short poems. These are very heartfelt, as I pour my heart out when writting them.
