Broken Morals
Why do I think less
of myself?
why do I always set myself at the lowest standards?
why do I always find myself pleasing others instead of my own self?
why do others happiness matters more than mines?!
walls that took years to be built are let broken in a few days
why do I always find the good in others and not the bad?
Even when I am bitten the snake is always forgiven
trust comes easily to me
But why do I always find myself twisting it .
the love I possessed vanished into thin air...
becoming an empty feeling
that cannot be felt
why do I always find myself scrapping my knees but no one else knees would ever touch the ground for me!..
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