Most of the time,
i hate myself for pushing away
the people around me
Yet a lot of times,
i hate myself for caring too much
about people
I blame myself
in everything
that has been happening
It's as if I myself,
being born,
is already a mistake
I wish
I could motivate myself
to push through
How I wish
I am enough
for everyone
It's as if
I'm always pleasing myself
to other people in order to survive
Yet in the end
Who would dare to save me
If I myself cannot heal my soul
Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 8:08 AM UTC
Most of the time,
i hate myself for pushing away
the people around me
Yet a lot of times,
i hate myself for caring too much
about people
I blame myself
in everything
that has been happening
It's as if I myself,
being born,
is already a mistake
I wish
I could motivate myself
to push through
How I wish
I am enough
for everyone
It's as if
I'm always pleasing myself
to other people in order to survive
Yet in the end
Who would dare to save me
If I myself cannot heal my soul
I know it's not too much of a poem. I just need to express my deepest anxieties away from my system for a while. I hope y'all would love this one. And hey, I'm back again :)
