Why couldn't I be
Perfect
Enough
Kind.
I'm surrounded by people
Who matter
Who are perfect inside
And out.
But I'm
Just filled with
Flaws.
Broken pieces and cracks
That always will lead to my
Downfall.
I'm surrounded by people who are so much better than I.
Why couldn't I be
Enough?
YOU ARE READING
I've Come To Burn Your Kingdom Down
PoetryThis is a place to vent my emotions. I post it because I want people feel like they can reach out. I don't post it on here for sympathy. If you do get something from this then I applaud you. It gets better I swear Warning: depressing content
