I’m
sorry
I’m not good
enough.
I’m
sorry
I’m not as
attractive.
I’m
sorry
that I’m not like
others.
I’m
sorry
I’m not as
nice.
I’m
sorry
I’m not as
popular.
I’m
sorry
I’m not as
smart.
I’m
sorry
that I’m not able to do
anything.
I’m
sorry
I am so
worthless.
I’m
sorry
that I will never be good
enough.
It’s
difficult liking someone.
Because sometimes, you
don’t know if they
have
feelings
for you or not.
They’d send you all of these mixed signals
that’ll eventually just confuse the heck out of you.
You’re sitting there just trying to figure them out for
yourself.
Then you have all these things you’re urging to tell
them,
including how you really feel,
but you don’t know how to put them into words.
I hate liking someone, cause once you’re attached,
it’s
as
if
your whole life revolves around them.
You know what sucks?
When you have hope to be with
somebody
for the longest time, and they tell you it’s not going
to
workout, then your feelings and hope is just crushed
horribly. It sucks to hear it from that person
but if you heard it from somebody else,
it wouldn’t have hurt as much.
It sucks
.
At night,
I lay here, with my mind
cluttered with emotions.
I’m unable to process my life through my head,
so how am I supposed to move on with life in the real
world?
Thoughts of that one lover I can’t forget,
thoughts of life and death,
thoughts of my family & friends unable to leave my
mind.
For hours and hours at night, I ask my self “what
ifs”.
What if I never did this, or that.
What if I never met this person?
Would my life be better?
I’m so lost.
And the thing is,
I’m lost in my own
mind.