I am what’s wrong with me..


I am what’s wrong with me.. 

Not the people around me.

Not my love life.

Not what I have or don’t have. 

It’s solely me.

I feel empty, like a dry river screaming and crying for some rain..

Only thing is at least the River knows what it is that it wants or need so bad. 

At least the River has a reason to shout.

Whats my reason ? 

I feel like screaming.

I feel like crying.

I feel like making all these feelings stop "feeling".

i just want to stop feeling..

I am what's wrong with me. 

It's not anyones fault. 

if I'm ever gone just know that it was me. 
Know that I was what was wrong with me.

It wasn't anything that anyone ever did.. 





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