Why does my chest feel tight?
Why can't I ever make up my mind?
It's not that hard,
other people do it all the time.
So why can't I?
Someone asks what I want and I know,
But I'm afraid you'll think:
'What
No.'
So instead I shrug and say,
I
Don't
Know
or
I
Don't
Care
And so you choose something I don't want,
And I can do nothing but sit there.
My chest goes tight,
the tears well in my eyes,
And I don't know why.
I didn't do anything,
that's why we're here not doing something I like.
And yet I still want to cry
because in my messed up mind,
all I want is for you to be happy.
Want you to choose.
Because when you do
I know when you say:
"it's fine"
it's not a lie.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryCrushes, Heartbreak, Depression, Sad Truths I make it all! Here is my poetry! TW: Heartbreak and hurt, maybe a small amount of swearing but I don't know yet. #1 in Sadtruth - 10/5/23 #13 in Poetry - 11/11/23 #26 in Quotes - 11/14/23 #55 in...
