Secrets

by fakingeverything   Aug 9, 2011


I lack that self confidence that everyone needs.

I lack that belief that I can succeed.

I've never been good enough for anyone I know.

And thats my biggest secret, so there you go.

I aslo cut myself just to see if I feel.

To see if this nightmare is really real.

To see if I'm still breathing, because i want to be dead.

Because of all the stuff that's swimming in my head.

My thoughts, they kill me, they make me doubt.

They make me think you lie when you open your mouth.

I'm trying real hard to fix all of it.

But I'm trying so hard it's making me sick.

I don't know what to do, I don't know what to say.

I just need some help to make the monster go away..

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