Every day it gets harder
To try to hide
All the monsters battling me
On the inside
As a day passes
Another form of stress
Is adding onto her
Making her a mess
Making this poem
Took her way too long
Every word she wrote
Felt oh so wrong..
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I'm sorry. I cant finish this. There is so much stress going on right now like I can't even put it into words. I can't handle waking up early, getting ready to look pretty for people who don't notice me. And all my friends who talk shit about me and would much rather not have me around. And all the fights I get in with my family. I literally have absolutely nobody to talk to. And I can't even put it into words what is bothering me. It's like my world is crumbling and no one notices.
