Beginning To Think
Beginning to think,
Thinking on how maybe everyone is right.
The worthless feeling running thru my veins,
I just wish it would bleed out already.
Beginning to think that this life wasn't meant for me,
Beginning to think that I am not worth anyone's time anymore.
They all just pretend to be apart of my life,
Making me think that they really care.
But there all two faced behind my back.
Thinking that I would be better dead as if I never existed.
So no one feels obligated to pay attention to me,
Beginning to think that they all need to just let me be.
Copyright © Donna Tymec | Year Posted 2018
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