It just became apparent to me
that
| I was wrong | I am wrong
| I will always be wrong |
A N D
I C
A N T D O
I T A
N Y M O R
E
I can't go on knowing I've hurt the
people I love,
making the same mistakes over
and over again,
and losing the few things that
actually matter.
I can't take knowing how
my innocent words
can break so many people. I can't take the moments
where I realize the
[ d a m a g e ] I've
done.
It hurts too much to know. I
am a perfectionist,
and I can't take the
fact that I'm imperfect.
Honestly, it's not because I want
to be the best.
It's because, in reality, I
have a lot of regrets.
Little regrets of little things that I've
done wrong.
But there are too many, and I know I'll never learn.
I can't take another regret, another missed
chance,
another person I love hurt by me. I feel too
guilty.
My conscience will not, it can not leave
me alone.
I'm just
never good enough and I never
will
be.
I can't be good enough for anyone
else,
when I'm not even good enough for
me.
