Trust me I know how it feels.
I know exactly how it feels
to cry in the shower so no one
can hear you, and waiting for
everyone to fall asleep so you
can fall apart, for everything
to hurt so bad you just want
it all to end.
I know exactly how it feels.
He asked me if I was hurting because of him, I said no I'm hurting because of you and so many other reasons. He asked if I was crying because of him, I said no I'm crying because I'm not like everyone else I'm not as loved as everyone else. It's not fair everyone else lives with their parents, it's not fair that they can see their parents everyday. He asked me if he was the reason I hated myself. No I don't hate myself because of him, I hate myself because I'm always left out, I always get laughed at, I always have to guess if someone cares about me, I hate myself because I'm alone, because I'm different because I don't feel loved.
You should never have to guess if someone cares about you their actions will tell you everything.
YOU ARE READING
The Side We Can't See
PoetryThis book is about depression, cutting, suicide, and feeling alone if you do not like those things or are sensitive to those subjects DON'T read! ****TRIGGER WARNING**** It might be a little to dark or "emo" for you but I am sorry I need to get t...
