Sometimes I believe that
I know myself
other times I am not too sure
I want what is best for myself
but in the end I always loose myself
I have no one … no guidance
I just want to do good
but in the end nothing turns out good
I am laying in my bed all alone crying
I literally feel like dying
no one needs me , and yet I do not need myself
Poetry
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