August 18th, 2020
Here I am again
I lack the words to say
I set myself apart
But I don’t want to feel this way
I want to feel accepted
I want to feel wanted
But I won’t let myself
Feel anything but haunted
Here I am again
I don’t know how to proceed
I write myself into pieces
That no one ever reads
I want to feel happy
I want to feel important
But I can’t change myself
So I’ll live my life dormant
August 14th, 2011
It was a day
At the end of the week
A moment for words
But I couldn’t speak
I made my choice
You did too
So why is it that
I still write about you
August 13th, 2020
Putting thoughts on paper
Shouldn’t be this hard
Because when I’m with my notebook
It’s safe to drop my guard
But I leave things unresolved
In the back of my mind
Like an archived checklist
Of why I’m not fine
My thoughts are just that
They’ll never be more
But if I can’t explain it
What am I writing this for
