Untitled Poem by Selina Cobain

I'm probably a joke to you, or maybe I'm just paranoid.
I can't seem to steal your heart like you stole mine
Maybe I can't bring a smile to your face like you did to mine
You didn't want us, while I thought it would be fine
You're venom that runs through my veins 
The Shadows that reflects my pain
The knot in my stomach the hurt in my brain
You're the world that I carry on the back that you've  strained.
The illness that Rots the insides of me