I push people away,
Even though I wish for them to stay,
What is wrong with me,
And why are these faults a part of thee.
I betray people's trust,
Their secrets I share without a fuss,
To those who truly know me,
I know why you can't trust thee.
I made people cry,
By going too far and becoming vile,
I do know what's wrong with me,
But why won't I act differently.
I fake a smile every day,
Acting all happy with people along the way,
But then the sun sets in every direction,
And my true colors burst, leaving a trail of depression.
I know my flaws, my sins, my grave mistakes,
Yet on that path I continue to take,
I don't know if this is me,
Because if there's one thing I don't know it's that
I don't know me.
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Moments
PoesíaThis is just a compilation of poems. The first poem best summarizes the randomness of the stuff within. I apologize in advance if there are heavy themes present.