I've never told you about my problem.
Every single girl after her has had to deal
With the fact that I can't deal with
Failing everyone with my own emptiness.
That makes me overthink how much I
Want to be with someone.
That girl, the first, made me realize
That I am not the girlfriend I should be.
I'm so stuck here in my own head
That I can't dare take care of someone.
Except... Maybe you're different.
You walk on the same line as I,
Holding your head up just by the temptation
Of having a happy existence.
Maybe you're different because you
Know what it's like to be a broken
Human cast into a world with
Perfect ones. Maybe it'll be different
This time. You and I might
Actually do something I've only
Dreamed of.
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning To The End
PuisiI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
