right now I'm sat on the floor,
thinking about it.
I don't get it.
sometimes we are best friends,
talking,
joking,
laughing,
getting on with each other really well.
then it stops talking.
it stops opening up.
it is completely different,
and I feel like I don't know it.
i then sit thinking what I did wrong.
did I upset it?
did I anger it?
did I drive it away with my problems?
with me?
i twiddle my thumbs,
interlace my fingers and I think.
I think hard,
did I say something wrong?
did I do something wrong?
i then sit on my knees and look up,
as if someone can hear my words of desperation.
i put my nervous hands together,
and close my eyes,
putting me in darkness.
i dig deep,
and,
'Help me!'
i cry out to the air.
stupidly waiting for a response.
i rock forward on my knees
and I unleash,
'AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH!'
'IS IT MAD!'
'WHAT DID I DO WRONG!'
-
after saying the last phrase I think,
and think.
i then twist my words,
and I say in a quiet voice,
'what haven't I done wrong?'
and now I realise why it doesn't talk.
because of me,
my fault.
'me'
Now,
depending on your mindset,
replace all the 'it' s with
he/him/she/her/ them
re-read the text,
it gives a completely different message.
see?
sad.
right?
