I must be the problem, The problem must be me. Cause when I fall in love, Theres so much that I dont see. I try to say I love you, But the words just dont come out. I always say the wrong thing, Which causes both of us to doubt. Things start going downhill, And there's nothing I can do. I wish I could turn things around, Cause I'm convinced that it's not you. When I let someone get close, I always make so many mistakes. And with every failed relationship, My heart always seems to break. I try as hard as I can, To make it on my own. But there always comes a time When I dont want to be alone. Then along comes someone else, saying there won't be anymore pain. I have everything to lose. But what do I have to gain? I think about giving up, But it seems so hard to do. As soon as I say never again... Another, says her love is true. My mind says not to beleive, But my heart just can't say no. I always end up giving in, As long as we take it slow. But I get so very attached, Forgetting all the pian. Thinking things are different, When they always end up the same. I must be the problem, The problem must be me. I get so blinded by love. There's so much I can't see. Now there's someone new, Should I let her in? Can it work this time? Or will I get hurt yet once more? I wish I could say yes. But it's a chance I just can't take. I f I were to get close, I'd just be making another mistake. As much as it hurts inside, I've got to tell her no. before I get attached, I've just got to let go. It's not them that I dont trust. I can't put my trust in me. I'm fially giving up. Hurt again; I dont want to be. Love wiil have to wait, But I'm not saying never. Cause I may be strong right now, But I can't be alone forever. At least I hope that isn't so.
Reason for writing:
I really think writing this poem saved me from myself.
I was 15 when this came to me, and writing it really helped
me out. Being young, you really dont know how to handle
a situation like that, but I guess I got lucky and found out
that killing yourself isn't going to help anything. And
even if it did, what good is it going to do you dead? Think
about it...
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