The world plays out,
Am I in a dream?
I'm happy, I'm fine;
Then why do I wanna scream?I thought it was over,
The pain long gone.
But seems like my past,
Won't leave me alone.I tried to be perfect,
To be worthy and enough.
Following all the rules,
Yet I guess I still sucked.Can I ever be loved
And held and cared for?
I'm tired of collecting,
My tears from the floor.You told me to do this,
And you told me to do that.
I did all this and more,
Yet why I'm still only a that?I molded myself,
Into a perfect mold for you.
But seems like you can
Never say I love you.~☆~✧~✧~☆~
I've lost myself in the process
Of being good enough for you.
Anna
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Inks of Heart
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