I think this is sort of free form? This was how I was feeling the other day because I sort of, doubted myself and my friends indirectly made me feel wrong.
Do you know how angry I feel?
How much it pains me to laugh?
I’m dying here, but no one knows
The sadness I feel inside.
Even I, my own self,
Am hidden from these true feelings.
Seriously, who the heck do I want to be?
The old person I was once perfectly
Content with is no longer suiting to my needs.
I need to find,
This new me.
This me I wish to be.
The one I really am inside
The one I’m dying to become.
I must find her,
Or I shall fail.
I shall, just fade away.
Nothing more than failure will become of me.
Failure and a broken heart.
That’s how I feel right now.
Broken, but just not sure how to fix all the pieces.
Maybe I have been broken for a while now.
But I just haven’t noticed long enough to
Realize I need to put back all the pieces.
