Am I too young for all of this?
Or is it something inside of you
That you can't quite understand?
Is it too much to ask for?
Does it drain your energy?
Would I ever become a burden to you?
Would I ever truly be loved by you?
I want to believe that all my worries
Are just fleeting thoughts in my head,
Insecurities from the past
That somehow you cannot erase,
Or perhaps you choose not to.
And I don't know if that's a good sign,
For you,
For me,
For us.
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Unedited - Spring
PoetryFrom my heart to you When all of my thoughts don't have any place to go, When I don't know what to feel anymore, I write about YOU. ***This is not a story, it's just poems I write without a lot of thinking, so sorry in advance for all of the mistake...
