//I'm a shitty person -
I'm needy
I beg for love
throw knives at my loved ones
Whenever my head's lost
I'm uncontrollable
And insane, probably
I'll blame you for staying cowardly
I don't know how to communicate
Without speaking wicked,
pouring my heart out;
don't do small talk
And light conversations
Because i always run
With a head full of meaningless
Thoughtless
Broken and old
Outlets of people
That i loved and let down
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Poetryhere's something that went through my mind a day a week a month a year ago. A never ending cycle of sadness, pain, lust and emotions but i'm still somehow sane.
