Finally it is not me who cries,
Finally it is not me who waits.
But they still love to tell me who am I,
I'm the monster that they managed to create.
I guess I am not made for love,
It hurts me and it makes me feel like dying,
But all the pain reminds
That I'm still living and still trying...
I make things worse, I make lives worse,
I know, I am not worth
Anyone's attempts
Love burns inside like cigarettes.
It's always me who's being insecure,
Doesn't wait and hope and pray for love.
I thought I overcame love and now I'm above,
But I will never be assured...
***
I've got a scar on my right hand
From the person I loved the most,
So that I never forget
Him and always felt a bit lost.
I've got a scar on my left hand
From the person I loved the longest time,
So I could always regret
Thinking that she was mine...
23.06.2026
Finally it is not me who cries
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