A Collection of My Madness

The Lonely Girl

This one hits kinda hard just a warning

You treat me like a child
But you expect me to act like an adult
What did you expect?
Happiness and compliancy?
No. Anxiety and crippling loneliness
You say you can relate
But the my problems aren't worth your time
They're childish and I can
" figure it out myself "
You wonder why I'm quiet
Unresponsive, stressed
And slowly crumbling
Piece by piece until
Crack...the poor dear
She's gone off her head
Until...why did she do it?
Why didn't she turn to us?
Why did she cut too deep?
But you'll just move on right?
Remember my problems are childish and I'll figure it out myself
Just look at how that turned out
A story, a memory of worser times
The lonely girl.

AN: hah I'm not depressed or anything just like writing kinda dark if you haven't noticed. Anyway have a nice night guys ^-^