sometimes i get lost within myself. i morphe into other people to please the world.
i want to please people, for i can never fully please myself.
i am not one to be confident, because i feel as though i will never reach the point where i am happy with myself.
what is truly the point of trying when you know you'll never accomplish?
you'll just stay lost beneath the layers of what others see as beauty
and you see as wreckage.
