Thoughts…

“I don’t know who I am.”

I don’t know who I am,
but right now I don’t give a damn.
Everything is ending and breaking,
and it’s all up for taking.
I don’t like the way I’ve turned out,
because I have no idea what this is all about.
Nothing is even the same,
it all feels like a game.
We don’t even talk to each other,
but do we even bother?
I’m sorry if I ever hurt you,
but I was already hurting too.
If i could turn back time and fix this,
I would clean up all my crap that is.
I’m depressed and I haven’t been like this forever,
ever since we were together.
I feel so effed up,
and my feelings were left in a cup.
Don’t leave me hanging here,
in the darkness of fear.
I miss you and please come back,
before I really go whack.