I fucked up,
Once again I had to go and mess it all up,
All because of something that happened in my past,
All because I can't get over it,
Now I feel like shit,
I was being a bitch,
It wasn't necessary,
You didn't deserve it,
But I still did it,
But that's just what I do,
I always find a way to fuck up my happiness,
Anytime light finds it's way wedged between all the darkness,
I cover it up and keep everything pitch black,
It's almost like I like to feel this way,
Like I want to feel like shit about myself,
Like I want to feel like a disappointment,
Like I want to have no confidence,
Like I don't want to be happy,
So I'm sorry,
I'm sorry I got thrown into your life,
Chances are,
I'll only make it worse.
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Relatable Poetry
PoetryFull of my thoughts that have been molded to look like a collection of bad poetry. This is just to see if I can connect with someone who might feel the same way and possibly help them to know they're not alone. Copyright; all rights reserved
