I'm low on self esteem,
I really hate myself.
I don't know how to be,
Sometimes I have dry spells.
Humans run on energy,
I don't have that anymore.
I don't run on gasoline,
I can't buy it in a store.
I'm bad with addiction,
I have enough already.
I'm bad at making decisions,
I've made far too many.
Some may call me stupid,
I prefer 'decision impaired.'
I can't run away from cupid,
I can't help being scared.
I want to live like a gypsy,
Love without a care.
Add a little bit of hippy,
And I'm already there.
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Mistaken
PoetryA book of poems about the LGBT, depression, selfharm, suicide, freedom, and society.
