They pretend they care,
I ask for help.
Help never comes.
They pretend to be open,
I share my feelings, my opinions.
My feelings and opinions are ignored.
They ask me how my day was,
I lie and tell them it was fine.
Lying was the best thing that happened.
So now I lie,
Not to everyone.
Just them.
I lie because it makes up my best mask,
To hide the truth they refuse to except.
When the truth is right in-front of them.
I lie because it creates my alias,
To hide who I am, the person they don't want me to be.
When that person is forevermore reluctant to change.
They just don't realize,
They aren't winning.
They are losing.
They are losing me,
But they probably don't care.
I guess I shouldn't care either.
After all, why should they?
The person they want to believe is standing in-front of them is gone.
So very gone. She's dead.
:( i have to tell you that this poem made my eyes water and i almost started crying! You have no idea how much I want to help, and how hopeless I feel knowing all I can do is listen. I really hope things change, they might get better. But you know I am ALWAYS here for you! Love you forever! <3 ur sis
ReplyDeleteaww thanks lisa, but you are helping me! you may not notice or realize, but you really are! love you :). <3
ReplyDeletekk :) i'm glad to hear that <3
ReplyDeleteThis is currently my favorite poem of yours.
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