I'm not worth it
I'm not worth having friends who see the best in me
They think the world of me and I'm so far from anything good
I've done things, bad things, unforgivable things
but yet they swear to love me through it all
such a naive promise
I will certainly disappoint
but before that I shall disappear
And I'm sorry for the ones who truly cared
I'm selfish
but not cruel
A life without me friends is much better
so I'm sorry for the pain of my departure
I'm even more sorry for my arrival
YOU ARE READING
Cursed To Live
PoetryThis is a book of poetry explaining the hardships I've faced with depression, anxiety and youth.