Letters to Myself

4 Months

I saw her.

I see her everyday.

Her smile,

Fake, of course,

Because she can't manage a real one.

I see her eyes.

So full of life

And love

And hope.

Where did all that go?

Because it's not there anymore.

I can hear her thoughts.

They're screaming,

Trying to get someone's attention.

But I guess I'm the only one that hears.

Those thoughts sadden me.

They make me ache.

They hurt me.

She's losing sight of her future.

It used to be a clear picture,

Filled with her dreams.

Now it's just pixels

Of the potential others say she has

And the aspirations others have for her.

But they're not hers.

She can't find her own.

Can't find her own dreams.

She's lost them.

Along with her need to stay here.

Someone,

Please,

Help her find it.

Because that girl is

Me.

~

Okay I know this was kind of depressing but what'd you guys think?