The pain, why won't it end. When I'm finally happy I just break. The wounds re-open and I just...I can't keep doing this. Who am I? Why am I like this? It wasn't him I've just always been like this. The stars may shine but why do they? I shine but I don't always. And when I try to be that special someone. I destruct. I fall. I keep on falling and falling. When will it stop? Why am I still here? Why do I make the people around me suffer? When I'm angry I'm not myself. Myself? Who is 'myself'? Leigh? Maddi? I don't know. I don't get it. I will never get it. Why am I saying these things out loud when I type? Why do I feel so empty? Who is 'I'? A girl who has no self control. Who doesn't know who she really is. Who is she? She shines bright for others but can't help herself. She feels useless without people and wants people to like her. After when someone leaves. She's not herself anymore. Who is this? Who am I? A shadow of my existence? The despair deep within her? No. I am a nobody. Who I used to be is now just a memory. A memory? Who am I? I still don't know. A empty girl who doesn't know what to do with herself. But what do I do now..?
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Leigh's vent poems/notes
PoetryMy notes and my poems, some of these are very emotional so warning- not all of this is in order as well
