Poems of a not so good girl

«Drowning»

It all washes over my head,
I can't breathe.
The world seems to slow down.
Everything in still.
I fail.
The test, the test that I've been studying for 1 month.
33%
"Chloe, that's not you're best you can do better" she says weak with a weak smile.
Winded.
Stunned.
The yelling, about my grades.
About how I'm lazy.
They don't know, know what it's like to fake it.
Fake it everyday.
"I'm fine."
"Just tired."
It's all lies.
I'm drowning.
I'm drowning in school work.
I'm drowning in my thoughts.
I'm drowning out my surroundings.
The water is takin over the space in my lungs.
I'm gasping for air.
I'm trying to call for help,
It's pointless.
I'm already dead.
Dead to everyone on the outside.
I have a permanent "I'm ok" stuck on my forehead.
If I try to ask for help, I'm faking.
Overreacting.
Be a drama queen.
Because that's what I am,
Someone who is always ok, but craves attention.
That's what they think.
But they can't really hear me,
My pleas for help.
My internal screaming,
The demons are taking over.
H-he
The bubbles come up from what once was her air
He-lll
She can see the surface of the water, she's trying he hardest.
Help
Are the last things said, but everyone disregards.
Because after all it's just a cry for help