How I wish they could read me.
How I wish they could see me.
How i wish they could hear me.
Call out to me when I'm weak.
How I wish they would understand
Just how hard this teenage thing is.
How I wish they would hug me.
Everyday and say I love you.
I'm sure I'll be a better person.
But they don't so I hide.
Hide in the dark, hide from the light.
I love them, they love me.
But I need more than that love.
I need support and I need strength.
Oh how i wish they understand.
That I need a back bone.
But they don't.
So this is what I'm accustomed to.
Hiding. Crying.
Hurting. Self hating.
Lying. Dying.
Facing my fears,
Being alone.
Accepting my fate.
I'm all by myself.
How I wish they see me.
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PoetryIn my head, there are a million things I'd wish I could say. A million things I realize. But the courage I have not birthed to say them aloud. Just a girl who feels too much, sees too much, hears to much and an obsession of curiosity. In a world w...
