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i'm mad at myself for not changing to who i should be. i'm mad at myself for trusting people whenever they say "trust me". i'm mad at myself for bleeding when people stab my back with their deceiving knives. i'm mad at myself for hiding my feelings for pushing people away when i needed them the most. i'm mad at myself for not being me i changed a lot i don't even know what's real. i'm mad at myself for being heartless i used to be so sensitive but i just cannot feel any less.
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 10:43 AM UTC
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i'm mad at myself for not changing to who i should be. i'm mad at myself for trusting people whenever they say "trust me". i'm mad at myself for bleeding when people stab my back with their deceiving knives. i'm mad at myself for hiding my feelings for pushing people away when i needed them the most. i'm mad at myself for not being me i changed a lot i don't even know what's real. i'm mad at myself for being heartless i used to be so sensitive but i just cannot feel any less.
i know i'm not the only one, but this hurts.
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 10:43 AM UTC
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