Some days when I think of us
And I think of you,
I wonder what it is that you see in me.
There’s so much pain in my heart,
So much that you can’t help,
That can’t ever be helped.
I’m broken inside,
Sometimes that’s all I feel.
How can you love that?
Like the Mayan Ruins,
What purpose do they serve now,
But to tell a history
A story long forgotten.
Our pasts, we can’t alter,
It will forever be a part of me.
How can you love someone so weighed down,
By this series of unfortunate events?
Am I really deserving of it?
I wish I could see myself…
I wish I could see myself the way you do.
-Shammy 6/19/12 5:14am