Nobody cares about you until you make a scene,
Until your problems hit you like a tidal wave,
When you just cannot stand all the pressure.
So you cry.
People who've acted like you never existed or
were mean to you
start calling 'are you alright?'
But you are not alright,
and they will never know why
Because you will never tell them.
Once the attentions off you,
They go back to not caring.
You go back to being a nobody.
And your problems rebuild
But you ignore them.
For now.
YOU ARE READING
The Truth about Me
Fiksi UmumRight, so my friend has a suicidal/depressed thoughts book. I'm gonna write short poems/stories based on how I feel. If you want to talk to me at any time, just message me.
