The nights are the worst
When no one else is around to see
I should learn to put myself first
But what's it like to be me?
Staying up till 1 in the morning
Contemplating the end
I don't know how I should be forming
As I become a new person, I descend
I don't know who I want to be
I try so hard to figure it out
But everyday I can never see
Everything I am is filled with doubt
I said it wrong
I fucked it up
I did it wrong
Why did I do that?
Why did I say that?
Why won't my mind stop spinning in circles
Round and around I go on this endless circle of fear and worry
I don't know a lot of things I'd like to know and that scares me
I want to be loved
I don't let anyone in
Between me and others I put everyone above
I can't help but to hurt with every sin
Put up walls and don't let them in because they don't like you if they know the real you
Be quiet
Don't talk
Regret
Feel this way because you are the only one that feels this way
Alone
I'm all alone in my bed beside my sisters; They sleep while I wait...For what I don't know
Stop thinking
End it
End it all
Just end it all
Just stop
Stop
Please make it stop
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The Reveal of Me
AcakThis is a collection of some of my works of poetry and thoughts. Some are good, some are bad, some are romance, and some are dark. All are my opinions, however, so read at your own discretion. Be warned, there is also some cursing, therefore the sto...
