I drink too much.
I lie to protect my feelings.
I’ve felt once maybe three or four times but never loved.
I’ve seen what it can do.
The one I have feelings for, I let them walk away scared of getting too close.
Scared of hearing no so I keep my mouth closed.
I smile when I wanna cry.
I hate that my past haunts me.
I sleep the day away because the night won’t leave me alone.
My dad is gone and I can never tell him I’m sorry.
My uncle has been gone for a while and it still hurts.
It’s hard for me to make friends.
The ones I let in, they hurt me in the process.
I don’t talk to my family like I should.
I stay in my room when I’m at home.
I wanna love.
But I can’t or won’t.
I don’t know the difference.