My head is winning.
I get so wrapped up in it,
I lose sight of what really is.
I let my thoughts control me.
I'll be with you physically,
Yet so lost mentally.
How am I supposed to live this way?
Letting my past haunt me,
Burdening my future.
You're gonna end up leaving.
You're gonna ask yourself,
"Is she really worth it?
And your answer will be no.
Because I am broke,
I am no longer me.
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Nothing Personal Dear
PoetryWelcome to the depth of my mind Forgive me if you peak inside. Just my thoughts and poems while I'm fighting writers block and this thing called life. Enjoy.
