CrybabyA Poem by hypochondrita.don’t waste your compliments on me I’ll never believe them and that’s my bad not being able to grasp a positive concept, how sad the spot is already taken, friend by all the negativity I once needed to survive and one’s mind can’t have them both or things get too confusing to stay alive or at least sane hey, don’t look at me with such disdain I’m just stating a fact I don’t mean to be lacking tact and I appreciate you taking your time to share some nice words you’ve got there It’s not you, it’s me and my utter inability to trust and to let go of all the painful lies I’ve ever known. © 2021 hypochondrita |
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