he says he's unlovable, nobody asks why
maybe because everyone he loved left without a goodbye
everyone he ever loved left
they stole his heart, it was theft
he says he's worthless
useless
he has learned to lock up what he feels
he has learned to accept what life deals
his mind tells him he's not good enough
he has had enough of this stuff
he says he's fine
that's just another line
he says he's okay
what else is he supposed to say
he's falling apart? he's slowly dying
he is always lying
he is in need
he even tried to make himself bleed
but no use
his grip on life is becoming loose
he needs someone to care
someone who will always be there
the fun part
i should have said at the start
he
is me.
YOU ARE READING
poems and other stuff
שיריםsome stuff i wrote, not the best, but it's good enough, i may also throw in a few quotes from other people.
