I came to you hurting
And you only got angry when I wouldn't tell you why
So you sat and watched me cry
Asking why I am such a child
Why I'm always overreacting
But I didn't have the strength to fight
Not again
Because I'm so tired of fighting
And what you don't know
What you will never know
Is it is you
You are always why I'm crying
YOU ARE READING
Slick Depression
RandomI pour my heart and soul into you. I give you my time. My money. My love. My trust- something I don't give freely And I'm still not enough. **gets better as you go, I promise** Inspired by @revengeavenue Self Restoration. Amazing poems in there...
