I don't know when it started,
I felt like I have been in the dark for a while,
Always giving up myself in order to help someone,
Always putting myself last because
I didn't feel worth it.
Who has the right to say they are better than anyone else?
I'm no better,
So I can give up more to help them.
I am not worth a lot,
So I can give my worth to someone else,
I am not worthy of saving,
So I will put my effort to save someone else.
I still think this.
This is the first time it's in words.
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What's Wrong
PoetryA pile of poems. Something seemed to have changed and I am trying to express it.