Story of my life
Always being sad
Can never find the right man
Totally obsessed
Doing what I thinks best
And now I've lost myself
Looking in the mirror
Don't know who I am
I've been lost in depression
And the obsession of him
And I know that he doesn't care
I don't want to be like this anymore
I wanna be myself again
Gotta get some help
I so want to be over him
And this is the story of my life
That is slowly falling apart
As I slowly die inside
Well Jess do something fast, before you do die? : -(, go to Amsterdam for a weekend might help hihihihih Love dave xxx
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Hi Jess Good, honest poem. So many of us rely on men to tell us who we are. It's so scary that so many women allow men to shape their identity. Remember who you are and what makes you happy, always.