Just writing
“Darkest Secret”
All I wanted was someone that doesn’t want me to leave her side.
Someone that knows every fault I have,
And still looks into my eyes and says “I love you.”
I guess I’m not good enough for a person like this.
Looking at myself in the mirror;
I see the mark that you left on me,
And turn away from the person I see.
Crushed twice by your doing, my heart refuses to open again;
And I can’t bear to look at myself.
All my time was wasted, actually wasted.
I have gained nothing from giving myself to you;
Only emptiness.
All I can say is “thank you.”
Just writing to make me feel happier, and get rid of any feeling left. ya know. Otherwise everything else is going good. Supposedly my poems are good, but I don't think so.