Poem 96: If I Opened Up

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If I Opened Up

I know I'm young, but I feel like the shit that has stayed with me, that I've been through, has aged me more than I'll admit. I've seen things in a light that not even my loved ones have figured out yet.

I just want someone to care. To genuinely tell me to get out of bed in the morning because if I don't it has the potential to break them.

I want to know why my love has meant nothing to the girls I've given it to, when their superficial love meant everything to me.

I want to know why I have to be somebody's first and last...

People trade kindness for short-lived dopamine and socially-constructed opportunities.

All I want is what I am to others.

All I want is love.

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