Cartas sin destinatario y otros poemas

✧ Poor choice maker ✧

10.08.22

Am I mad? You ask.

How can I explain to you that I am mad, but not with you, just with me.

For being the worst friend out there.

For being late every single time we've met.

Everything I do goes out of the plan and I don't know how to do it right.

I feel like all I do is beyond my control.

I don't know what I want.

I don't know how I feel.

I don't know if my decisions are correct.

And that scares me like hell, if I am mistaken what do I do next?

I doubt every decision I make, every word that comes out of my mouth.

I wish I didn't.

I wish I knew myself better.

Maybe I overthink too much, or maybe I really don't know.

I don't know a single thing, and that makes me mad at myself.

I'm bad at choosing.

It's always bad decision after bad decision, this is not my thing.

Maybe I need to shut up.

I do that, but it's not helping, and ignoring your texts isn't good either.

How can I make this right? Please come and help me, I've never done this before.

I am not the type that tries until everything is alright.

I don't know how to keep anyone by my side.