“What’s so wrong with me?”
Thoughts from the unhealed side beg to be free
“I’m the common denominator”
But only to their feelings did I cater
Not mine
I consistently break my own heart
Holding back and too afraid to even start
Countless promises I’ve broken to myself
And hiding my heart up on a shelf
Where did it all go wrong?
Or did it go wrong?
Maybe it’s been the right lyrics but wrong song
Maybe there’s nothing wrong with me
Maybe the issue is with what I believed
But I still broke my own heart
I swore to never be like the ones who raised me
But how can that be?
Maybe I didn’t act like they did to another, no
But I still did it to me.
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Author:
Meagan Adelle (
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- Category: Reflection
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Doing it to oneself is worse than doing it to anyone else. A good write
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