Wrote another poem

I’m not a good person
I’m surprised you don’t see through
Idealize my good intentions but
Do nothing much to prove I
Hide behind my imperfections
Like a bet I want to lose
Close my eyelids
Hide my eyes I talk of
Living life so fully while
I hide myself inside

Drunk at seven in the morning
While I talk of self restraint
Call myself an artist but
I never seem to paint
Write my loneliness in poems
While you wait for me in bed
Always sewing stories while
I’ve clearly lost the thread

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I hope you don’t feel like you aren’t a good person. This could be a song! I USED to play guitar and write a lot. This is like something I’d write on a down day.

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I do play guitar, maybe I’ll work it into a song x

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