I blame myself for my unnecessary awkwardness .
I blame myself for being too boring.
I blame myself for being too hyper.
I take it out on you to mask my self hatred
But its not your fault i fail to recognize my flaws.
The same old cycle of depression, anger, and anxiousness.
I need help.
This maybe be the most organized poem you've read; its just a glimpse into my life.
Im sorry if this doesn't make sense to you,
but to me it means everything.
