Abruptly it has came to an end.
Damn...., Again I should of listen to that lil voice inside my head!!???

Is it me?
The mindful voice asks me, inside my head.
I hear it reasoning with me.
Pointing out the good from the bad.
Warning me from what's ahead.

I blocked it out. Proceeded to take action..allowing myself to be sad.
It's me.
No one loves me because I'm just so bad. Whenever they look at me I know they're thinking the worst of me.
Ashamed I'm always hanging my head.
Scared so I never allow anyone in.
My own mother couldn't love me.
pitiful are one of the many words she has said....