Category : Poems

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A hypocrite
Such a nice word to describe who I am and what I am not
You know, it's easier to get trapped in a delusion than face fact but what's funny is facts aren't real enough for me.
They say I am great, talented, loved but yet again all I see
Is a piece of trash
All I see are lies
All I see is a broken soul waiting to be fixed.
I am a lie...

"You love my smile"
I love it too. The ability to captivate you and think I am alright.
'Just dandy'
Is enough for me not to stumble further into the deep.

I am depressed but they don't know it
I am sad but I don't show it
I love to help but I sure as hell don't know how to help myself

Things suck, that's the truth and when I open up trying to fix myself, I do it for frauds even when I know they'll leave yet another scarring, another dent in my incomplete car.

I am so tired
All I can think of is how much I hate myself
And how much I want a peaceful slumber
Forever.
I aint good enough after all
Even after the mirage I made for myself ...