Last chick I had, I ghosted her
Not cause I found someone else
Cause along the way I lost myself
Tried to have patience and keep my breath
But I started to doubt myself
Like am I worth it?
Am I even worthy?
I like her but I barely feel anything for her
Maybe I’m tripping on her
Maybe I’m just the problem
I’m unlovable
No matter who I find, I always end up self sabotaging
Am I just rotten?
Am I just a waste?
If not, then show me a compelling case
I’m great with my words in poetry
But with telling her my feelings,
I just ran out of words
About the Creator
K. Exum
Poet, and Author from Landover, Maryland. Author of The Story Of Charles Levi on Amazon. Multiple spoken word singles and a project on streaming platforms. Check out my substack www.kexum.substack.com Follow my IG & X @thtsmackedpoet
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