Something is wrong with me
I don't know what it is
I always feel hurt for some reason
Some reason i just don't understand.
Everyone has been hurt by something and they are incredible.
But then you get me.
I'm dwelling on the past.
I lost nothing.
I gained a lot.
But oh well.
I should really stop.
I am happy, kind, beautiful, smart and caring to everyone.
I can be hyper and crazy and loveable.
I trust easy but i learnt to stop.
Some people don't forget the past but i will.
All my mistakes are gone so thank you.
I have new things to look forward to.
YOU ARE READING
Normal Is Not A Word
PoesiaThese are poems made by myself from a personal level. It is also my first time so comments will be helpful. Thank you.
