I beat myself up
Make myself feel bad
I don't deserve to feel good about myself
I don't deserve to be happy
I set my standards low
So I can never be dissapointed
I hide from the world
I hide my real identity
I try to be something I'm not
Make myself stronger than I am
I lie to everyone I know
I lie the most to myself
I can't be summed up in a word
I'm far too complex
Tired of being misunderstood
Tired of being judged
I don't let the emotions in
I don't want to feel
I can't be serious
I can't be normal
Falling back into old habbits
Igniting new flames
No heart beats with mine
No heart should even try
The pain burns in my chest
The thoughts eat at my soul
Will I ever think I'm worthy?
Will I ever be satisfied?
The world though my eyes
Not cruel, not easy
If you could really see me
If you knew who I am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem