i don't know why
it makes me cry
when you talk about issues
"it's nothing against you"
"it's not your fault"
"you didn't do anything wrong"
stuff like that, clearly not something
i should be spilling tears over
the opposite, really
so why do i get teary eyed?
there's no reason
am i just that fucked up?
am i so destroyed emotionally
that the topic scares fear into my heart?
it's fascinating how much
my eyes want to dry
but my silly body and brain won't let it
i might have to study myself for this
YOU ARE READING
I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
