a letter
you are not worth it
the nights you spend alone
reflect on the quality of person you are
the reasons people love you
are shrouded and unimportant
the reasons you hate yourself
the things that obscure your mind
the thoughts of “if they really cared, they’d call”
you are not worth it
*read this poem from the top to the bottom, and then the bottom to the top, if you please.
This poem is about:
Me