I'm not a good person.
I'm toxic.
I use people for my own gain
Though I may not realize it.
I'm indecisive
Never deciding.
That paired with my mood swings?
Horrible.
I can hate someone one day
Then love them the next
Then hate them again.
I constantly compare people to others
Even if I don't mean to.
I'm not a good person
And I hate myself for it.
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PoetryWritten by, in the teenage years of, a not so special girl, with a not so special past, with a not so special life. Written by a girl who could never write poetry in the first place, but still did so when her emotions spilled over the edge. Writte...