But I don't Hate you
I will never understand what makes me a second class human being
What makes my heart so breakable, so fragile in nature
I will never understand why the hammers choose me
Choose to destroy everything I have left
To leave me with pieces to put together
I will never understand why I am so emotional
So annoying and withdrawn
I will never be the man I wish to be
I will never be loved by the man I want to love
I will never learn to be ok with mediocrity
But little by little I will learn to breathe
Again
I wonder how many times I can be struck in the same place before it draws blood
Before the damage is too much
Before I am too far gone
And I hate that this is who I am now
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