Second Guessing Poem by Kate Kate

Second Guessing



These lines that stream my face
Come with passion and lonliness
Fear of losing the only thing that means anything at all
Tired of my second guessing

I have nothing
I have my words
I have no one
How do I push you away?

Everyday I price myself lower
I almost feel unwrothy of your eyes and your time

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