11.28.17

If I can’t admit it to you
Then who can I tell it to?
Probably a stranger I bet
Or a girl I had just met.
Someone who doesnt know
Who I think I want to be,
Someone who doesnt know
A damn thing about me.
Because I’m too ashamed to admit
That I’m not exactly great.
I’m not a great mate
Or a heart without hate.
But I’ll tell it right now
That I’m not really sure,
How I made it this far
With a soul so impure.
I’ve got the best intentions
And good first impressions,
But I doubt myself so much
That it’s myself I cant trust.
So it’s just kind of sad
How much I could have had,
If I had just loved myself
And kept contempt on the shelf.

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