I am.. Unable
To write truly and boldly
To capture my meaning
With words so grating
I am.. Unable
To speak honestly
Of all my feelings
Be it good or bad or none
I am.. Unable
To be true to my self
To love my self
To see my self as someone worthy
I am.. Unable
To be someone I like
To be good and beautiful
To be nice and caring
I am.. Unable
To rid myself of lies and deceptions
To control my lust
To take hold of my temper
I am.. Unable
To stop caring
To stop loving
Especially when it is wrong to do so
I am.. Unable
To leave without a mark on you and me
To cut ties without hurting
And so, I can't do it
I am.. Unable
To put my past behind
To change
To let my pain and sadness go
I am.. Unable
To truly let myself heal
To allow others to help
And instead make things worse
I am.. Unable
To understand my own worth
To get into my head
Why anyone would possibly love me
I am.. Unable
To let go of my insecurities
To see the beauty in me
To think of myself as good
I am.. Unable
To change my image of my self
To be happy and content
To be okay with being alone
I am.. Unable
Of truly letting go
Of really leaving
Of accepting my self and the love they gave to me.
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Poems By A Lonely Cloud
PoetryJust poems. For my project. At least at first. Now its poems, an outlet for my thoughts and feelings at the current time. Thought its utterly confusing, I understand what im writing and I see myself grow through this. How I mature. Although im still...
