Just so angry,
At way too many people.
I feel really unhealthy...

Writing poetry kills me inside now,
Because I used to write it for someone I loved.
Now that he hurt me,
I have to start loving myself again.

Sometimes the hardest things you'll have to do in life,
Is accepting yourself.

You sometimes have to accept falling down,
Otherwise,
You might fall down even harder.

You've changed,
My heart broke but only temporarily,
Because there will be better guys,
Who will love and care about you for who you are.

I don't get a rush of excitement when I see you anymore,
It's a feeling you can't describe.
You have made me feel bad enough,
To the point where I don't want to see you.
I don't know if you care for me as much as I care for you,
And for that reason,
I'm heartbroken.

I never thought this would happen,
But I used to love you so,
Now that you've hurt me badly,
I've fallen out of love with you.
You made me.