"How did i make people despise me this much?"
I asked myself over and over again.
I'm a waste of space that no one could ever love.I felt like i could just disappear knowing not a single person would care.
They think i am indestructible.They are wrong,though.I'm so broken. I'm tired of trying.Sick of crying.Now,this sadness is all i have.This sadness has consumed me & it's too late to save me from it.
This pain in my heart,it's been here for more than a year and I can't stand it anymore.
No matter what i do,it never seems to be enough.Does everyone need to point out my flaws? I'm perfectly aware that they are there.
I cant be perfect all the time.
I'm sorry.
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Roses & thorns
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