i don't know how to tell you i'm broken
without feeling needyi do not know how to open up
without feeling judgedi don't know how to cry
when my tears feel like acidi just need you to see that i'm hurting
without me telling you
because my words are bleeding out
of my mouth, waiting for you
to stitch me up and make me fine
although i know it's not your job
and you're better off without mei just need you to see me
one last time

YOU ARE READING
Touch the Sky
Poetryfor anyone who has ever been told to get their heads out of the clouds.