I am a thief

A older peom that I wrote in 8th grade

What do you do when there's no one left

When you ruin so much, it's almost theft

 

From my heart, so much i've taken

And now inside I'm feeling so broken

I've tried this before

And it never worked

 

Now I realize it's a bad idea

And now those friendships may not heal

It's all my fault

Of that I'm sure

No need to remind me

I'm already hurt

I wish I could go back

To before I thought it would work

 

I have no one left

I don't know what to do

I never would've done this

If only I knew

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[T. Hart]

i love this especially this part

What do you do when there's no one left
When you ruin so much, it's almost theft