Chasing Friends

I’ve never been good at making friends
Only to discover I’m worse at keeping them
I seem to drive people away
My personality is like poison

My anger fronts more than my happiness
I can never control it
Like a raging fire I just destroy things
And it’s so much easier to burn a forest
Than to regrow one

I can’t handle all this loss
But what’s worse is I know it’s all my fault
My fault that I lost so many people
And I’ll only keep losing them

I’m such a fool to think that anyone
Could possibly love someone like me
A poisonous person
Who only poisons the people around them

I’m stuck in this cycle
But it always ends and starts
With me having no friends
And chasing after them