I will always trick my self into thinking that I don't deserve happiness...
Or maybe that the happiness I'm experiencing in the moment is just... Not true.
Is just me ? I mean, I can see that it IS just me.
I wish I was free to love, without pain, fear, shame...
I wish I was.
I wish I could smile to you in the same way that you smile to me.
Maybe I'm just so fucking boring, or, inappropriate, maybe that's all on me.
I am wrong after all.
Everyone is just right, perfect I am the one that not fit, that is not worth it.
It's my fault.
I just wish I could find someone that wont make me feel so wrong about myself.
I run, so fast, so fucking fast in the opposite direction of love, but somehow it's finds me, it catches me and I can't run anymore, so I surrender In some kind of secret love that I keep to myself.
I don't want to share this with no one.
Why ?
Well... Someone like me could never love normally right ?
Yeah... Right.
