This Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Mother Fucking Bitch
I used to be her friend
Or more of
She used to be my friend
Because when a friend complains
You don't do what she did
She danced around your statement with words
Until
You realized that those words meant more
That every consonants and every vowel
Was laced
With "you may be broken but are you as broken as me?"
Because
"If I hurt more than you, you are irrelevant"
But she never was
All her problems paled in significance to mine
But she wanted to out do me
Because whoever was more broken
Got more attention
More pity
And once I complained
"I have to go to the hospital tomorrow"
Which had more underlying meaning than you might think
of a doctors appointment
Because IT happened
I will not talk about IT now
But this IT she knew of
But still
She complained that she had two basketball games
She had to go to
And sit the whole time
Because she refused to play
I told her I'd rather go to two basketball games instead
She got pissed
She yelled about it for ten minutes
About how my trauma was nothing compared
To the boredom
Of actively choosing to sit out
At a basketball game
Never downplay anyone's hurt
Or happiness
Or sadness
Or anger
Just because someone else's feelings are stronger
Because everyone hurts
Doesn't mean that those that hurt less are less
Or that they don't hurt at all
But for the record
that bitch
Barely had a crack
And I
Was nearly ripped in two
Hanging on by a thread
Thin as a hang nail
YOU ARE READING
Here I'll shout
PoetryIt's hard for me to speak to here I'll shout In poems About being 14 sucks Especially in a pandemic With trauma And a genetic predisposition to mental illness And a strong urge to kick your ass And I'm not the only one so sharing my story will h...
