The thoughts
Sometimes I think I think thoughts But the thoughts in the end Never think about me They never stop to wonder If they've ever hurt someone They just pass through my head While I bear with their crosses Why do I have to pay For the milk they've spilt? Why feeling ashamed For those traces of nothing? "It's been getting better" I say to myself Precisely before They come back again They make me feel evil Undeserving of love Of the good things I have And tell me I don't deserve him I rebel every day By living my life Though I feel I'm not enough That one day I'll mess it up By every step I wonder If I ever hurt someone With the things that I think And the answer is myself
July 20, 2025
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