i am a freak
all i do
is hurt the ones i love
and abandon them
and then come back into their lives
to wreck things more
what is wrong with me
i cry and ask
covering my face
and curling into a ball
i have no trust
for my friends
and the love i have
is sick, obviously
i don't believe anyone can love me
i wish
for so much
and how much do i give
how much do i work
is it enough
or anywhere near
i have no idea
i can't see clear
past, my past
it fogs my thoughts
and dogs me
till they're present,
there in the moment with me
and i subcum
i am nothing more
than everything i despise