I’m so sorry
I’m so tired
I’m sorry that I am tired all the time
And I am tired of being sorry all the time
I’m sorry that I am too much
I’m tired of trying to make people love me
Am I that unlovable?
I have been giving and forgiving
Compromising and loving
But at the end of the day
Nobody loves me
Even my mom’s love for me is conditional
I don’t want to exist
If I’m not here anymore please take care of Jenny
I poured my heart out to you
You said you wanted to be alone
But you were waiting for her to come
You were hanging out with her
Listening to music
Planning Sunday picnic
Knowing that I am sitting In the cold
Having a mental breakdown
How to accept that someone’s love for you is dead
Or did it ever exist?
How many pieces can my heart be broken into
How is it still functioning?
Maybe it is good
If it stopped
Please don’t leave me
I wish I am in a big body of water right now
Drowning














