I thought you loved me, but I guess I wasn't enough for you. I'm everything she is and more, but I can't change your mind because I am not you. Left heartbroken and thinking I am to blame drives me insane. Taking the pieces of my broken heart and scratching the places you used to touch me. Scratch, scratch, scratch, a little cut, deeper, Deeper, DEEPER. "You'll never be enough for anyone." You made me think I was enough and I stopped for you. You. YOU. You *******. Scratch left thigh, chest, hips, arm. "You'll never be enough" She is not me. Not me. Me. Who am I without you?
I don't know how good this is, I'm just really upset and haven't written anything in a while so I thought i'd post with out correcting my mistakes and do a messy poem.