I am sorry,
but I am not strong enough to fall in love again.
My heart can't take it.
Another heart break.
You are a good person,
but I cannot see the reason why someone like you
would love someone like me?
I am a broken toy.
A leftover.
Nobody.
So what do you see in me?
I am not pretty,
I have too many scars in my body.
I have an ugly insecure mind,
where my demons have made their home.
I am disgusting,
because I allow myself to live in a castle of self-pity.
I am jealous and doubtful,
I trust no one,
because everyone who have promised:
'I will never leave you.'
have left.
I am a coward,
because I refuse to let anyone in.
I am afraid to g