There's something I must confess,
Something I must confide,
Sometimes I feel like I should die
But I'm getting better,
Oh god, I swear I am
I can't lie, I've done bad things
I've done them this month
But there was a time
When I did that every day
I promise I'm getting better
I admit,
I am not good at feelings
But I'm trying to be
There was a time when
I couldn't help anyone, not even myself
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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
