You're desperate for them to notice your emotions.
You're desperate for them to not neglect how you feel.
You're desperate for them to just listen.They say they're there for you,
but that does not free you from there
judgements and defensiveness.You try really hard to look upset,
even when your happy,
just so they notice and ask about you.It's your own fault too.
Even when they notice, you shake your head,
and insist you're fine, or that's nothing's wrong.You're a fraud.
You're so good at pretending to be okay
that you've forgotten to let others in.It's just me in here,
in this big empty shell of a person.
It's lonely.When will someone notice you
and turn the lights on in here.
It's dark.
YOU ARE READING
𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾
Poetrya collection of poems and short stories that convey how i feel. 𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙