Being with you used to cost me some happiness
Now it only brings depression and stress
Our love sometimes beautiful is now more arguments and stress
Problems arise over and over we fight then love
I'm so tired of it all my mind full of doubt
I just want to be happy again
Being alone for a day made me realize I'm not supposed to be with anyone at this point just alone
I'm so depressed that nothing gets done
I have no motivation and I'm always wrong
The person I see isn't me just a mere lost soul
When will I be me again
When will my love matter
I keep giving the person I'm not
I try to be me yet when I am I'm wrong
The person I am isn't wanted
The person I am isn't what's needed
I try so hard and it's always wrong
I just can't deal with my lost love
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Poetry Lines
PoesiaPoetry is a way for an artist to express themselves A way to not bottle emotions My poetry is just that a way to express myself inner thoughts almost like a diary but I'm making it public
