I have wondered, throughout my years, whether I wasn't enough or whether I was too much.
At times, I have not been enough to make someone happy or make someone feel okay.
And at times, I have been too much for someone to handle.
When I was younger, I had a friend who I chose above everyone else. I gave up other people, just to be with that person. It was a mistake that I've never quite learned from. My friend told me one day that she needed a break, and that I was too much for her, and that she needed to breathe. It's been about ten years since then, and she never did want me back. I tried to win her again, but it never worked.
Nowadays, this is repeated. And I still haven't learned. I put too much focus on one person, yet it's all the wrong things and never the right things.
I'm hoping that one day I'll find someway to balance myself.
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PoetryMy soul within rages like a sea--it crashes against this world like the waves ravage the shoreline.