I
Full of regret,
I came to you,
never thought that I needed you.
Full of shame,
I told you all,
from my triumphs down to my falls.
Full of tears,
my heart ached;
I was full of madness and hate.
Full of angst—
my heart as of now,
I didn't know I can remove it somehow.
II
Full of hope,
you've shed me light,
as if I didn't know what was right.
Full of fakery,
I put up an act,
thinking you would mix up fiction from fact.
Full of confusion,
you were telling me that
you always knew every little fact.
Full of strength,
I muster up skills
to continue pretending even if it kills.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC
I
Full of regret,
I came to you,
never thought that I needed you.
Full of shame,
I told you all,
from my triumphs down to my falls.
Full of tears,
my heart ached;
I was full of madness and hate.
Full of angst—
my heart as of now,
I didn't know I can remove it somehow.
II
Full of hope,
you've shed me light,
as if I didn't know what was right.
Full of fakery,
I put up an act,
thinking you would mix up fiction from fact.
Full of confusion,
you were telling me that
you always knew every little fact.
Full of strength,
I muster up skills
to continue pretending even if it kills.
written 3 June 2015. also known as the truth behind what happened to my youth. I'm eternally sorry. (sometimes.)
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