December 7, 2014
I don't see why you love me.
I don't see why you care.
I'm just like everyone else, just broken.
So, why me?
I cut, I scream, I hit, but you still want me.
Why do you want someone who's incomplete?
I'm a bitch, a whore...
But you still want me.
I've never understood why you want a piece of shit like me.
I can't do anything right.
Yet, you still want me.
Why me?
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The Poems
PoetryJust random poems I've written over the years. Some are depressing but others are happy. so... Enjoy~!
