Why
Why do people like me
I don't understand
I'm worthless
I'm nothing
I'm ugly
I just make things worse
Why would someone like me
I don't understand
I've come to realize I'm scared
I'm scared I'm not good enough
I'm scared of commitment
I'm scared to hurt them
I don't like hurting people
I'm not good enough for anyone
Someone asked me to be their caregiver
I'd do my best
But I know I wouldn't be good
I'm not a good caregiver
I've tried to be
He wasn't the only little I tried to be a caregiver to
I'm not good
I'm not what he hopes I am
I like him
I know I do
I just don't think I can be a caregiver
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
IM SORRY
I really wish I could be kissed by him
But he's not 18 yet
And I don't want to be one of those people
I'm sorry but I don't
Why do I always think about kissing
Maybe it's been to long
I mean it has been 4 years now
You know how I said I dreamed about him in an earlier chapter
I didn't say what happened in the dream
I know there was more but the only thing I can remember from that dream was
Was
Was
Us
Kissing
We kissed in my dream
He kissed me
When I woke up I had no idea why
Why him
Why kissing
It's been stuck in my head ever sense
I wish I didn't think about it so much
It makes me miserable
Not because it's him
Not because we are kissing
Because I wish it would just happen
I wish he'd kiss me
But it will never happen
I'll just suffer like I have for years
Just dreaming
Never reality
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Poetry and Thoughts
Poetrythings I think and write, no reason to be. some have meaning, most don't.