Empathy is tiring.
I want to help
But can't
Because I'm just me!
At sixteen years,
Full of emotions
Feeling every other's emotions
Waiting for someone to just understand
It's not normal!
I'm not normal.
Too sensitive to take it in
Yet I do thinking -
Sometimes knowing -
That I can help
But...
Oh, it's so complicated,
Confusing,
Unheard of...
My shoulders crumble
Under the weight of
benevolence
