I came here to express myself,
Hoping this would give me a better idea of myself.
But no one likes
What's not already liked.
...hypocrites.
And my creativity has been
Spiraling downward ever since the day I found love.
And love didn't give me that much
In return.
It's leaving me. This sad sad attempt at art.
I can't even phrase things
Interestingly anymore.
I'm dying.
Because my heart is broken.