poetry by a girl who's afraid of herself //

weary of the same questions.

I don't know how to express how I feel so dear god please stop fucking asking me.

You can't help me! So stop fucking acting like you can when you really can't.

Stop treating me like I'm your personal charity case that you think you can fix with some words that I've heard a million times before.

Because if I can't help myself what makes you think you're so much better?

You can't save someone who has already drowned.
You can't be the rock I need to keep me stable on the ground.
You can't act like you understand because no one can.
You can't see me like I see me.. Which is basically emptiness all around.
You can't feel what I feel because I have no emotions left to spare. Everyone has played and broken them like their favorite toy until they're fucked up beyond repair.

You think you know me.. But truth be told? You don't know shit.

So ask me again to express how I feel.
Ask me again if what we had was something real.
Ask me again and see what happens in the end.

Because here's the truth.. If I can't fix me? No one can.