Why Cant You See??
Why cant you see than im hurting?
Why cant you listen?
You say I don’t talk enough
But when I talk you call me too emotional and a liar.
You say I make it all up.
Depression, anxiety, fear.
That its something that I can just stop, that its all just in my head.
Maybe it is.
I mean, that’s all it is right?
Emotions.
Just something to be hidden away.
So I do.
I try to hide everything.
Channel it all into an invisible jar.
But what do I do when it begins to crack?
When adding one more problem causes it to smash?
Then will this perfect charade of yours will be broken?
Will you accept it as part of me?
Well it happened.
And I almost thought for a moment that you were going to change.
Instead you call me a liar.
Claim that i made it all up.
Like I wanted to be this way.
Okay.
If that’s all I mean to you.
Okay.
