Book of Poetry

I'm Sorry My Friend

You say you are sad.

You say nothing helps.

I know how you feel.

I want to help you,

But I can't even help myself.

There's just so much pressure.

You say no one cares,

But people do care.

People do love you.

I want you to know that,

But the problem is I tell you things that I can't believe myself.

You're worth it.

You are smart, funny, and extremely lovely.

These things are true about you.

You tell me over and over that it's not true.

Oh, but it is.

But then you tell me that I'm smart, funny, and extremely lovely

I simply can't believe you.

That's why I feel like I can't help you.

I can't help myself.

I'm sorry.

I really am