ThatPoetGirl

If I was ever to be loved,
I would chase them away.
I'm not good enough.
I'm ugly and no one could 
ever love me.
I am my biggest hater because
it's what I believe I 
deserve.
Don't try and help because it 
won't work.
I space out
because my mind has gone
haywire.
I'm sorry,
but my mind has taken over.

My Mind

I cry for you to come back, 
But it seems I have lost my voice. 
I'm tired of trying to get you to listen 
I hate that you don't listen, 
but I love you enough to try.
You never listen to me, 
I'm sorry Mom, I have to leave.