I feel torn up inside
But now I write
So my tears have dried
I am so incredibly broke
Because you used my heart
Like a stupid token
I feel torn up inside and out
But you didn't notice
My screams and shouts
I am a butterfly
With a broken wing
Because now I feel
Like a hideous thing
Because YOU tore me up.
YOU ARE READING
Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*