Cry

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I have these words
That I can't seem to say
But I can write them

The thing is though
That I'm afraid to

I'm afraid that they'll think I'm weak
That I'm overreacting
But they don't have to listen to the constant yelling
And see the constant state of an unstable mother

They all live their
Happy little lives

But me
I sit here
Forced to love everybody else
When there's no love for me

I sit here
Forced to watch my family fall to pieces
And I can't do anything

But I still have to smile
Because if I don't
I'm called a pessimist

But you know what?
Maybe I just need to frown
Maybe I just need to cry and be weak and frail
Only for a little while
So I don't break

But I can't
Because I have to be strong
For my siblings
And for everybody else

I sit here
Listening to the words that only I can hear
The words that I'm to afraid to share

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