Some people will never appreciate the little things about you.
I've realized that.
You never got mad when I changed the song half way through. You understood my need for every song on my playlist to play in the 5 min car ride to wherever.
He gets mad if I change the song when it has 10 seconds left.
You never got mad when I was upset and just didn't wanna talk.
He pushes me to talk when I'm not ready and ends up yelling at me for it.
You loved for me to show myself off and wear makeup and nice clothes.
He makes me not wear makeup and baggy clothes so I'm not 'dressing like a whore'
Under appreciated or not being appreciated at all?
Where does the line get crossed?
Where you can't be yourself in fear of losing someone you don't want to?
What is it gonna take for someone to realize your worth, and that you just want to be who you are not who he has envisioned in his mind?
Everyday I wonder how different life would be if he was a little more like you.
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New Struggles
PoetryJust some entries, some poems, some just plain feelings and rants about things that are going on in my life. I hope you can relate to my struggles, understand that you're never alone. *Will be updating everyday! I might miss a day though, I'm not pe...
