I say too many things
For someone who says nothing
I call myself names
For daring to be who I want to be
I call myself empty
And worthy of less
But there is no contest
How can I regret
Saying words
When others are
Too scared to fill the silence
Too quiet to raise their voices
I need to pull myself away
From all the hatred for myself
From my brain
I've tried everything to walk away
Cos I thought youd leave
But I am worthy of the air I breathe
And the people I pray dont leave
And they are not worth
The anxiety that I let them breed
I know me
I love me
I hope you see what i see
Cos i want you to be
Worthy of the air I breathe
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Litany by Nailinthewall
PoetryA book of short poems, prose and passages written during a period of my life. I could get famous one day, be one of the first people who can say I knew them before they were popular! You know you want to....
