POEMS

Journal Entry One

I'M PATHETIC.

I always think that what I do is right, when it's wrong.

I don't get what I did wrong, yet I'm the one in trouble.

I'M WORTHLESS.

I always end up getting people mad or worked up for some reason.

I don't mean to do so, but it always happens.

I'M NOTHING.

I always see people who are much more happy than I, and I can't help but wonder why I can't back like them.

I don't want to feel empty anymore, but you know what they say, "Bad things always happen to good people."

This is just something I wrote because I was bored. I might just write more poems like this for you guys to read if I'm running a little late on updating BROKEN.

I honestly don't know what you guys think so, if you don't mind taking up only a few minutes of your time, please tell me what you think in the comments. I will try to reply to as many as I can.

P.S: Don't forget to like

Till next time

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