So many things I’ve let go,
So many things I wish I could redue.
I don’t know what to think,
Or even say anymore,
My things are just full of emptiness.
Even of how much I try to not show,
My soul, heart,
And everything you could think of,
Is all destroy.
Nothing makes me even happy anymore,
Not even something I use to love.
My love and passion for it,
Has been lost.
Is not as big as it use to,
anymore.
I feel like every day that passes,
My heart just tends to close.
I try to be so strong,
But things always go wrong.
I don’t know why I get so discourage,
When I want things the most.
I hate myself sometimes,
because I let things bring me down.
If only I was strong inside,
I wouldn’t have to tell you,
to hold me by your side,
Until things start to go right.
Yisel Chong
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hate-myself-sometimes/
