It seems to always get worse.
I'm sorry.
I try to feel better.. But I can't.
I used to be able to fake the smile so easily.
Nancy, I'm sorry for what I do to you everyday.
I'm trying to heal.
I'm trying but I can't.
I'm too far gone.
I'm far too upset.
I cry because I am too weak to patch myself up for you.
I try my hardest.
My hardest isn't good enough.
I'm a failure.
I will always fail at even the simplest of tasks.
I'm just a failure.
I will never be good enough for you.
I wish you would move on.
Find somebody better for you.
Somebody happy.
Somebody that isn't broken.
Somebody who would love you like I can't.
Somebody who doest paint her nails in black.
Or paint black around her eyes so thick to hide the redness.
Somebody that doesn't cry themself to sleep.
Somebody looking for adventure.
Not the sad emo freak.
The one that cuts to feel.
The one suffering.
The one that is scarred from head to toe.
Has killed so many butterflies.
Nance, you deserve better than the suicidal freak.
Wish you would realise that.
You deserve so much more.
I'm broken.
A pathetic, weak, loser.
Nance, you deserve so much more.
Wish you would realise.
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PoetryI'm depressed. These will be more on the ranty side of poems I guess for some of them. But follow me through my pain and suffering. If you don't want to... Good. I don't give a French fry. Read if you want.. If not I don't care. Update: September 2n...