I can see what you will never be

You don't know
if what you did was
Right or Wrong.
The lines have bled like
Pouring water
On an ink page
(no longer can you
make out the words that
spell out who you are).
So you weave yourself
Another being that you may
Wear its shell and
pretend that you are another.
Now everyone thinks you're
such a heartless
Bitch.
But only you can look
At the mess left on the inside
of your rotting corpse.
You scream for life,
but all life does is scream
back at you.
You wish you could stop
stop building walls and
stop building things
that push them away.
But you can't stop,
no never.
Never again you tell
yourself.
Because it was the biggest
mistake in your life to
love or to trust, or to see
with your own eyes.
If you could only see
the beauty of this world
and fold all those bad memories
like paper planes and make
them fly away.