What Am I To Think

What am I to think,

When the person that loved me the best,

The person that loved me like no other,

In the end,

Didn’t even want me,

Made me believe so,

I don’t even think they knew they didn’t want me,

Or maybe they did,

Or maybe they did want me,

Just not enough,

It’s ok…

I’ve never been enough,

I’m used to it I guess,

Not really,

But at least it hurts a little less if I tell myself that,

Been a burden my entire life,

Why should I feel any differently now,

They only meant so much more than anyone else ever has…


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