For saying all the things.
For oversharing my thoughts.
For being in my feelings sometimes.
For over communicating.
For being too forward and too honest.
For caring too much.
For loving too hard.
For wanting things that aren’t mine.
For wishing things I’m unworthy of.
For being stubborn.
For being sassy.
For giving my unsolicited opinion from time to time.
For being indecisive.
For being a total head case.
For having anxiety and depression.
For having this body and body image issues.
For crying too easily.
For playing with my hair too much.
For having a foul mouth.
For not being someone else.
I’m sorry for just being me.
In my feelings
Drowning in all the things I’ve been concealing
Stuck in my head
Wishing I was anywhere else instead
But I’m trapped in this awfully dark place
Full of thoughts I can’t erase
They consume my everything
Dragging me along like a plaything
It’s here I analyze and overthink
It’s very clear why I see a shrink
Hoping maybe someone will take notice
But on their own lives they are focused
These thoughts don’t make me special or unique
Merely sleep deprived and weak
I’ll resurface eventually, it’s fine
In the meantime, suck it up kid and don’t whine
You still try to make me feel small
Every time you show up, text or call
Thinking you can tell me what to do
But I no longer have to listen to you
You say things to mess with my head
Act like you never heard the words that I said
I continue to try and remain polite
But you’re conniving and always picking a fight
You have no respect for my home or my things
Always trying to push my buttons and pull my strings
You’re no different than a school yard bully
Except I stupidly thought you were an adult and could act maturely
But I won’t tolerate it anymore
I kicked you out and changed the locks on the door
I will no longer be made to feel small
I might be short in stature but I still stand tall
Missing that feeling of someone holding me closely
Listen, I’m very independent and capable
Oh what I would give, though, to find my true partner, with that bond, so unshakable
Needing them when I just can’t give it my all
‘Ever understanding of my long list of shortfalls
Looking around me, realizing this is merely a hopeless desire
Yet pleading with my maker nightly to help make this transpire
I’m on a path of self destruction
Depending on the damage there may not be reconstruction
You know that nasty head space
That makes you question why you were born in the first place
Yeah that’s exactly where I’m at
Here things are never in your favor or even tit-for-tat
So much pain and yet I constantly feel nothing
Trying hard to avoid old habits that leave scars and blood gushing
Day after day of going through the motion
Nights feeling empty and completely broken
Incapable of seeing beyond my own defects
Disgusting and inadequate, an absolute reject
Just wanting to feel anything, anything at all
Only to fail and curl up in a ball
But I’m fine, it’s fine, just another bad episode
Hopefully it won’t last long or I might self-implode
Everything she touches dies
Life with her is not sustainable, that’s no surprise
She’s completely toxic
All things with her are catastrophic
She leaves destruction in her path
Sadness, anger, dissatisfaction always part of the aftermath
Honestly, poison would be a better option
At least you could take some sort of precaution
Approach at your own risk, you’ve been warned
So when she ruins you too, don’t act all misinformed