when will it be my turn
to be the one comforted and heard
instead of being the therapy friend
that everyone preferred
when will it be my turn
to have someone stand up for me
instead of speaking up for others
who, in the face of confrontation, flee
when will it be my turn
being invited and included
instead of looking out for others
being talked over and feeling muted
when will it be my turn
to be the one to receive and take
instead of giving and giving
I feel like I'm going to break
when will it be my turn
that people will ask what's wrong
instead of asking others if they're okay
when they've been gone for too long
when will it be my turn
to be the one someone admires endlessly
instead of watching it happened for others
because my heart aches relentlessly
when will it be my turn
to be on your mind first
instead of being the last pick
because it's really the worst
when will it be my turn
to get a happy ending
because right now it feels like
waiting for it is going to be unending
YOU ARE READING
The Things I Never Said
PoetryA series of poems that follow the theme of things I've never said aloud. There are the things I think about late at night when I reflect on my day and the things that go on in my life. I have many thoughts on my mind, I have a lot of conversations w...
