You've made me become so empty
Why would you make me so afraid of the world?
Harmless teasing and playful slaps become intense
And they wonder why I put up a defense?
I'm collapsing, you know
Why'd you call me thick if you're so slow?
I thought we were meant
To be together forever
But when they ask if I've been screwed over by anyone as much as you, I'll say never.
And you! Over there!
You have the audacity to make me feel so violated that you haunt me in the night?
To make me feel guilty for defending my right to say "No."?
You!
Saying horrible things, telling me that I'm worthless
"You deserve it"
Then say we're friends?
All of you have made me drive myself mad.
My hand shakes as I type it down now
I'm more than sad.
The girl who was my best friend, who was also a crush
The boy who was really a coward, his touch was more than a brush
A girl who bombarded my phone with insults, who lied to my face.
I am not full of grace.
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Poetryhere. Here will be a series of things Tragic Sad Whatever you call it Things Things I haven't shared Finally shared The things I've kept inside