I dont go for people who are perfect
I’m a fixer, a problem solver, a helper, a carer
It’s in my nature to fix other people’s problems
Everyone is a puzzle. Some people have more pieces missing than others. I will help them put themselves back together
In turn I feel broken myself. I don’t feel fixed, I don’t feel whole
I wish someone would love me, take care of me, listen to me, be there for me the way I do to others
So yes I’m a problem solver. But sometimes I wish I didn’t have the aching void that I’ve learnt to fill with other people’s happiness instead of my own
My poetry had been all over the place lately. Hope you like this