i blame myself for everything,
how my mom went crazy
and how my dad gets even sadder day by day
for all of this, i'm the one to blame
no one ever said this out loud for a while now
not even i did.
but i think about it everyday
i'm a burden,
why everyone pretend like they love me?
i wish they just could admit
like they used to
i wish they could say i'm an ugly trash
so that i could feel free
i don't want to learn how to love myself anymore,
this isn't something that i'm capable of.
but i want everybody to love me
maybe after then, the void can be filled
maybe then the curse can be broken
but i'm a burden,
and it's hard to love what you have to carry
