Many people feel depressed and like their life is tied up. We do things that we might not be proud of. Then later, we feel like we owe someone/something for making a mistake. And dive down into the need of pleasing. But they are not alone in this world of sadness. Everyone feels down sometimes. We just have to learn how to pick ourselves up.
Self-Confidence
There's a reason that I'm chosen,
There's a reason that I'm here.
Yet the words that I have spoken,
Only seem to disappear.
They break my heart in two,
And tear those halves to pieces.
Knowing not what to do,
Are those really all my reasons?
They say I'm not committed,
That it's only temporarily.
Thinking I'm unbitten,
Just wait momentarily.
I feel like I'm in a bubble,
Trapped in the pitch black.
Buried beneath the rubble,
No way of going back.
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If Only You Knew
PoetryThere's more to the world then life... There's more to believe in the true... There's more to you than you know... If only you knew.
