Maybe I'm too good at falling apart
Because I'm crumbling
And no one notices
Because I'm crying
And no one sees
Because I'm suffering
And no one helps
But then I think
It's not them who has to change
It's not their fault
It's me and mine
So I need to get worse at falling apart
Or fall apart so much that I'm beyond repair
And they are forced to notice me
YOU ARE READING
See Differently
PoetryPoems depicting my life from high school through college. I'm just a sad girl trying to make her way through a turbulent life. Sometimes I think I see too much.
