My mistakes - DC
Here I am.
Feeling like a mistake.
Thinking maybe I should pull the breaks.
Knowing I'm the reason for the hate.I'm sorry I'm not enough.
Maybe I don't have the proper luck.
Money and sex, that's all we are.
I hate feeling stuck.
You don't get how tough -My life is.
Sitting In a car.
Thinking about how buddy buddy you've gotten.
Alone, compelled to scream.
But you still couldn't understand how I feel.
I'm no longer on par.you used to be with me for the feelings.
Now I feel like I'm nothing.
The creep doing everything for you.
While you are off doing shady dealings.I'm sorry I'm a mistake to you.
I'm sorry I'm a fake to you.
Just common blunder.
Placed under rain, meant to fumble.I'm tired of trying to be someone I'm not.
I'm left in this prison to rot.
Gotta escape, afraid of the consequences.You don't need me anymore.
I'm becoming increasingly numb.
Even when we have fun.
I feel isolated, like I'm not doing enough.In the bed, it's the same.
Watching videos instead of focusing on my name.
All I ever do is complain....
But really, what is there to gain..
From expressing my pain.
If it all goes away.
Transforms into shame.
And pressing all the blame.I feel broken.
Struggling for air.
But I just keep choking.
Maybe i wasn't chosen -
To be loved..
Perhaps I'm just another of gods mistakes.
Diluted into drama for his amusement.
As we all break.Do you even care?
I'm stuck in my feels.
This pain doesn't compare.
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