April 2012
3 posts
Who taught me to Hate Myself?
I fell out of love with me
When I fell in with you
So consumed in the newness of it
I thought your all could push me through
I guess that’s why they say we’re too young
We end up losing ourselves before life has even begun
Now I’m picking up the pieces
Trying to treat the symptoms instead of the disease
Putting all my effort into loving everyone but me
Ignoring the diagnosis will leave you open...
I don’t know who I am anymore. I had an idea of who I was but I gave it to him and told him to finish molding me. I was too weak to do it myself. I didn’t like what I let him create. Jelousy insecurity inadequacy. But how can I blame him he had his own life to mold. were put on earth to make the best out of one life, not two. He wasnt right, but neither was I. Youd think i learned my lesson ….I...
