I don't know why
But I feel as if your the only one who can fix me
No one knows I'm broken
I always have a smile
But I feel like I'm going to cry
When you don't talk to me for a while
You say you like me,
But not talking to me isn't helping
I feel broken
And I want only you to fix me
Little me
How could I be so foolish?
If you wanted to fix me
You would.
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*
