i'm only now realizing
i've been in this battle
in a long time
i fought with myself
and lost so many times
in front of you,
i let my guard down
and sent you all the signs
for me, you are the reason
why i write a poem
now i'm still in the same battle
to keep the rest stays in a draft
broken heart takes me apart
i drowned in my own thoughts
so i called everyone to accompany me
i need everyone to sit with me
so i can keep myself a whole
but in the end of the day
i need myself more than anyone else
i need me to come to my sense
accept that who isn't mine
could never to lose
if i could i would
make a promise to myself
that there is a day
when the wound are no longer bleed
and i don't even bother anymore
what is in a draft
