As I sit here and think,
I just don't know any more,
Don't know why
I keep doing the things I do.
Can't get out of this mind set,
Thinking that I'll always,
Never be good enough,
That I don't deserve,
To be loved.
I push people away,
Don't really want to say,
Stop myself from speaking
What's on my mind.
So I'll sit here and write,
Maybe people will see,
That they really don't want to know,
The realness in me.
