Poetry Can Show Your Darkest Secrets

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I can't do it anymore,

I'm breaking,

I'm on the edge.

I sit in the quiet,

Thinking what I did wrong but nothing comes to mind.

I never did anything,

Yet you wish the worst upon me.

You don't know the things I think of,

But if you did you'd probably agree.

I'm tired of trying,

I'm done crying,

I'm done hurting,

I'm tired of your rumors.

I can't go on much longer,

I'm coming undone.

My thoughts are over flowing,

I think about leaving.

I don't want to leave the ones I know love me,

But I can't help but think of what's best for everyone else. 

Some people want me to,

Some people don't.

I'm sorry for doing this,

But I can't continue.

I'll leave and let you be happy without me,

Just take care of the people I love.

Don't hurt them like you did me,

Treat them as well as I did.

And let them know I said goodbye,

And that this is what's best...