Parents are supposed to know everything
But how do they know?
I'm supposed to tell them about myself
When they ask me about my day
I'm supposed to tell them good or bad
I can't tell them bad days are my only days
I can't tell them about the pain I'm feeling
I can't tell them about crying in bathrooms and wishing I were dead
I can't tell them
It's not because I don't have words
I can use them in creative ways
I can tell all of you how I feel
I can tell you that anxiety makes me incapable of breathing
I can tell you about the scratch marks I have caused myself from clawing at my eyes
I can tell anyone about the scars on my body because I'm tired of being ashamed
But I can't tell my parents
I can't tell my mom
I can't tell the woman who loved me
I can't tell the woman who accepted me no matter what
I can't tell the woman who gave me life,
That I don't want it anymore
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Collection Of Depressing Poems I Wrote At Late Hours Of The Night
PoetryA collection of poems I have written, most are depressing
