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it's just the guilt of being me

that makes the light too dim to see,

that stands in the way of being free.

that little spot that disagrees

and brings me down on my knees

is the same spot that begs and pleads

for someone to pick up my apologies.

the shadows in my eyes won't let me hide

from the people i love so very dearly.

my silence will show and distance will grow

when i know they're seeing me clearly.

viewing the world from a nosebleed seat

because gutting guilt isn't discreet

and it gets heavier with each person i meet.

sweet and kind with an unsolved mind

designed to dismantle every thought

good or bad

glad or sad

till nothing means anything anymore.

the guilt trips me up and i'm sorry.

i know it's getting repetitive but i'm sorry.

i don't mean to be so gloomy

and i'm hoping you see through me

because i just need someone to tell me

not everything is my fault.