Me
Here I am again, spilling my gutsThrough this pen,
Wondering how it's gone awry
Like this, yet again
Not once did I stop to think
That maybe, it could have been me,
It's been me all along,
It's always my own damn fault
Here I am again, it's all just
Starting to make sense, held up so high,
On such a fragile thread,
Now I fear, We'll always be here,
In awkward silence, neither knowing what
The other is thinking,
Now it's starting to sink in, I'll never
Be the friend you need,
I'll always be the awkward silence you
Try your damndest to avoid,
Here We go again, I swear you know the
Just right words to say, to have
Me feeling worse every day,
I wonder whenever you turn the other way,
Maybe It's just not worth it,
In the end, I begin to realize
You've been there the whole time,
It's me, it's all my fault,
It's me, it's always been me,
I fear now, that despite the recognition
Of the problem, I cannot see
The result, It's me,
I have to change me.
~Kaitlin Platti~
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