You said
you don't see what's wrong
with this version of me
Well ,
I'm fucked up
Depressed
Sometimes suicidal
Heartbroken and in denial
I probably complain too much
Maybe I've become
too self absorbed
I bleed and I bleed
And still I need more
Do you still love me now?
YOU ARE READING
Running With Scissors
Poetry"Run away, they will have to find some other hearts to break" - All Time Low.
