I'm Not Ashamed of the Things I Have Done

You always say you want the truth...

So I'll provide it

But it won't be easy to understand

Because I don't understand it myself.

Sometimes I hate you.

I just really really really hate you.

And other times I like you a lot...

And maybe, for the first time, it's because I'm in love...

But I don't want to be...

Because I'm not sure how to trust you anymore.

I'm trying.

Please believe that I'm trying!

Because I've never felt this way...

And I've never been this scared before...

We both know that I was just supposed to be a rebound,

So why is this so hard?

This poem is about: 
Me
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