you're meant to be the one who understands.
who cares.
but you don't.
you always take sides. what sort of a figure takes sides?
i'm always in the wrong.
but little mr perfect is never wrong.
all i hear you say is,
'you are just like a dragon.'
'you need to be nicer'.
'you need to get over yourself and grow up.'
and it burns.
you can't ask me and say, 'is everything okay?'
when the next second you just.
slam the door and yell at me.
i wonder why i have.
zero self-confidence.
because the one who is always meant to be there,
isn't.
the one who is supposed to care,
doesn't even give a damn.
YOU ARE READING
gone too far
Poetrysimple. sharp. and hopefully memorable. poetry for the mad. join us. {lowercase intended } ------------------------------ bec g. crawley © 2019