sorry i’m not
the person i
say that i am,
the one that
loves themselves
unconditionally
and has all
the confidence
in the world.
sorry i’m not
so easy to love,
so able to just
reciprocate and
fall right back
without a fear
of losing you,
or not giving you
all that i can.
sorry i’m not
the one mama
wants me to be,
the independent
trust-worthy guy
that doesn’t start
overthinking and
worrying about
every little thing
that comes up.
sorry i’m not
able to act
without worry,
go with my gut,
try something new,
change myself
for the better,
and stop being
so stubborn
about everything
you throw at me.
sorry i’m not
good enough.
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