This is about me wanting someone to notice but being afraid that they will.
My whole being is a walking contradiction,
I want for someone to notice,
But as soon as they do,
I make sure to push them away,
Insisting that I'm fine,
When in reality,
I'm not okay,
And I need more help,
But people don't see that,
And you say "how can you expect them to?"
Because I'm not telling them,
But how do you give someone,
Something as precious as your trust,
When it's already been broken so many times?
And when you are trusting that they won't be the one,
To completely shatter you?
-r.r.
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all lives are lives worth living | poetry
PoetryThese are pretty much things I write when I'm upset or trying to cheer myself up. So they might be a bit depressing or inspirational or both! I'll put trigger warnings before poems that need it, and I will put in the title whether it's depressing o...
