There’s only been few to see
me for who I am
I still need you
sometimes when I am alone
I call you but it goes to voicemail
these people I have acquainted myself with
make me feel more than you
I do not want you
but I would
rather feel insufficient
than nothing at all
I get a lump in my throat
when I think about the past
you’re the first thing I see
I am not like you anymore
I hate you for making me
who I am
no one else understands
I still need you sometimes
and I don’t know why
I am crying
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 10:59 PM UTC
There’s only been few to see
me for who I am
I still need you
sometimes when I am alone
I call you but it goes to voicemail
these people I have acquainted myself with
make me feel more than you
I do not want you
but I would
rather feel insufficient
than nothing at all
I get a lump in my throat
when I think about the past
you’re the first thing I see
I am not like you anymore
I hate you for making me
who I am
no one else understands
I still need you sometimes
and I don’t know why
I am crying
love
