Does It Only Make Sense To Me? - Poem by Matthew Jenkins
i'm tired of always wanting to run away from my fears
i wish i was as strong as you make me out to be
if people only knew a deeper side of me
they'd see that i'm worth the while in all i can do
i'm tired of feeling sick whenever i feel alone
i'm tired of feeling alone whenever i feel sad
i'm tired of feeling sad whenever i think of the past
but i'll never get tired of thinking of the past
why do we bitch about so much drama these days?
we all create it in our own special ways.
once upon a time will never be again
i think i like somebody
where did all the fun go in being alive?
how far can someone really push me until they've gone too far
i'll never know where 'who i was' ever went
but i know that i will never be 'who i was' again
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