I always miss what I don't have
I never appreciate what I do
I walk away from happiness
And linger in despair
Years of always wanting the same thing
years of being insatiable
Lying to myself so many times
I no longer know what is real
I no longer know love
And I suffer from my own insecurities
And you suffer for me
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Your words are razor sharp, as always. "Disappointment in self" A little of that in us all, I think. Thanks for the words and Write on...... 
