There's so many things I would tell you
If you wanted my trauma and my pain
But I could never put you through it
I don't wanna make you drained
I fear I'm a burden to the ones I open up to
It doesn't matter who you are
Probably better if you just run through
Before I show you who I really am
I wonder if you'd hate me or love me more
If I told you what I wish I were living for
Would you think that I'm pathetic
Or maybe psychopathic?
I know I overreact sometimes
But at least I don't commit those crimes
I just feel tragically unknown
If I don't share the punches I've seen thrown
So can you feel me shy away
From what I wish that I could say?
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?