Self Portrait

I'm pretty bad at being okay
Okay with myself
Who I am, and who I strive to be
I have a hard time dealing with
Who I was, or what I did
Who I hurt, who I let down
I am me
Insecure
Depressed
Lonely
Scared to hold people close
I only let go, because no one gets me
No one cares to stay
In the end they are..
They are happy I let go
Happy that i dropped a lit match on our connection
It was never really a connection to begin with
It was me taking
Them giving
It was me being too much of a coward to give in
To let them have me
I'd rather not be okay than to be happy
I could have been happy
I could be happy
But I let go