I'm in so much pain
But so are you
And I'm sorry that I put you before myself
It's all I'm used to
I forget, now, that things are different,
and I'm terrified to speak up.
Because all of your problems are real, valid
While I have no reason to feel like this.
It's not that I don't trust you
When you say it's better
It's that it was worse for so long
I grew used to staying silent
I grew used to keeping to myself,
Picking up my own pieces,
Leaning on myself.
I'm sorry,
If it seems cold
If it seems like I'm shutting you out
I'm trying, just like you
I'm trying to get better,
To get used to being better
The stitches that held my mouth shut for so long
Are bitter to leave without a scar
But one day,
That scar will fade
And I'll be better.
