PLEASE LISTEN TO ME. THIS PAPER IS THE ONLY THING THAT CAN HOLD MY THOUGHTS AND EVEN THEN
IT GET TOO MUCH.
WHY AM I TALKING TO THIS PAPER INSTEAD OF YOU
YOU
WHY AM I SO AFRAID TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL?
WHY DO I HAVE TO LIE TO YOUR FUCKING FACE FOR YOU TO STAY?
AM I THAT FUCKED UP THAT IN ORDER TO KEEP YOU I HAVE TO PRETEND AS IF I DONT WANT TO DIE?
I WANT TO TELL YOU
i do. i want to show you my scars and where i've fought to stay alive. i look at them and wonder if it was worth it. if staying alive was my best choice and if it was worth feeling this way. empty.
I WANT TO SCREAM AT YOU. WHY DO YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?
but then, you're here. and my voice falls. i could never yell at you.
