Maybe In the Future

Safety

I cry. I cry I cry I cry. I feel as though I won't be able to leave. I feel as though I'm just gonna die and nobody will care. I feel useless. I sit in my chair and pretend to do my work.
When actually I'm crying on the inside.

You look at me. You ask what's wrong, I shake my head. You know I'm lying and you ask to talk to me alone, we go outside while the teacher sleeps.

You look into my eyes and ask one more time, I can't take it.
I burst.

I cry and cry and cry. You hold me in your arms. You place my head on your chest, I wrap my arms around your shoulders and neck and you pull me close. I take in your smell and you put your head in the crook of my neck.

I feel as though I'm home. I'm safe.