I don't blame you,
my life is messed up.
I let it be.

I killed myself for nothing.

For my future,
bright from the morning,
I ate up in needless tears those mornings.
Dead my hopes in my mournings.

The me that would have been,
I threw in the bin.

The times I had I worried away.
Scared the opportunities that came.
Severed my ties with the good days.
In my head, relived sad...