Стихи

I have my own obsession.
It kill me inside .
Like depressions....
I try face hide ...
I try to feel better....
Every time Im wrong...
Does it really matter?
Time is going long ...
Do you know???
It exactly hurt ....
Like hurt ,when you say true.
Really, I try to effort.
But it doesn't help ...
Maybe someone...
Fuck I need somebody help ...
Or me will kill my obsession....