the feels I have

the ideas and moves I make

they all are the worst.

nothing is good, they lead only to destruction...

why can't I be different?

why can't I smile like before...

I always make a mess,

always make you feel the worst...

I want to change

I am trying to...

but I can't...

I am worthless...

my heart is broken every time we fight

I feel nothing unless I hurt myself...

nothing come out of me upon the cries

nothing else then stupid apology...

it means nothing anymore...

its just a word that was said...

something I want to say...

I am sorry... 

I am sorry for being here..

sorry for appearing...

even if I love you I make you feel hurt...

I'm just no one... just piece of nothing...

I wish I could get forgiveness...

but it's too much to ask...

right?...