Im not a good person
Im not sure who is
Ill try to figure it out until my last breath
I swear
We live in shades of gray
Yet we pretend all is black and white
There are so many people hurting
Yearning
I want to help them
But how do i help them
When i cant even help myself
Useless
When you say im a good--
I want to vomit
When you say im a good person
I want to explain
You dont know what youve said
You dont know what ive done
Im sorry
Awkward
Weird
Disposable
Despicable
My description
Im sorry
Im not the you you appreciate
Im not my persona
One of the many
The fact you accept one
That lessens my self hatred
Even if momentary
Thank you
Im sorry
I wish i was--
Im not a good person.
