during this time of isolation, i hope you feel loved. 

i hope those demons in your head don’t find you. 

i live in this world where i’m trying to do me and figure shit out, 

but i cant because i feel that im needed always. 

to babysit, to drive, to make decisions, to cry & NOT BELIKE THAT.


explain to me this, 

how come people say express your feelings! but don’t let them know, because it’ll make so and so feel bad. 

but how about me? haven’t you noticed i stopped breathing. 

i can feel every nervous heartbeat, heart rate all spike up. 


thats why when im upset i get quiet, people think it’s me having an attitude

but it’s not, because i’d rather not voice my opinion and have them hear how i really feel. 

i grew up feeling small, to respect my elders and never raise my voice.

but when i feel small, i get angry inside. they say im in a “mood” again but who do you think got me there. 

so what do i do now? 26 years later and im still feeling small.


i didn’t sign up for this. 

i just want to be a better version of myself, and yet here i am crying again. 

i want to get out. 

neversomeones:

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“I don’t hate you, i never will. I just act like I do because it’s easier than admitting I miss you.”

-Hardin Scott


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