I may never have liked myself
But no matter what I went through
I was proud of who I had become
No matter the times
The temptation
I hadn't given up
I have always promised myself I'd never change myself for anyone
But for a fraction of your time
I'd rearrange every part of my being
And I don't know what's sadder:
The fact that I'd lose myself for you,
Or the fact you wouldn't even notice.
Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 4:22 PM UTC
I may never have liked myself
But no matter what I went through
I was proud of who I had become
No matter the times
The temptation
I hadn't given up
I have always promised myself I'd never change myself for anyone
But for a fraction of your time
I'd rearrange every part of my being
And I don't know what's sadder:
The fact that I'd lose myself for you,
Or the fact you wouldn't even notice.
The last poems I've posted, I'm ngl, I'm proud of and like. This one, I don't even know if it's a proper poem, and I'm ashamed. But I had to get my feelings out there some way or another. Thank you.
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