Why do you have to
Always say good things
About me in particular
And then change your mind?
Why do you want
To tell me that I'm
Something I'm not,
Just to say I lied to myself?
Why would you think, darling
That I am trying to get
Even worse than before, and
That you don't help me?
YOU ARE READING
The Deepest
PoetryThis is poetry that comes from the darkest part of my heart. I hope it will be thought provoking.
