A Walk In My Head

broken

i like to think i'm okay
i try to convince myself i am
but like it or not
i've been broken
so many times
i disappoint people
over and over again
my parents
my siblings
my friends
but especially me
i hate all my choices
all my flaws
and all the words in my head
people leave me
but the problem is
i don't for care for myself enough to look for them
i believe they are better without me
they don't deserve all my problems
they just like me when i'm happy
but i'm used to people leaving me
i don't blame them
i'm not okay
and i don't wanna drag them down with me
cause i'm broken
and my sharp edges can cut their beautiful hands and bleed
and broken things are thrown away