the lamentation of a girl once so whole.

hope is what is killing me but hope is what is keeping me alive.

sometimes everything in me cries, except my eyes.

i open my mouth to scream and find out there's no voice left in me. there's a lump in my throat threatening to burst. my eyes well up with unreasonable tears but they never drop. why do I feel this way. my mind races a hundred miles an hour. i can't listen to what my mum's been telling me for the past few minutes. I will be better. love me please. what did I do. I'm sorry. why did you leave. why did you break your promise. why did you prove me right. all I ever wanted was to be proved wrong. ive felt this way for so long. there's a hole in my chest. i can't breathe sometimes. I'm silently breaking. i hate that I suffer in silence. why is everyone else around me finding the help they need while my pieces are overlooked. why am I silent. why am I invisible. why do I break without making the slightest sound. why can't one person look through me and find all the broken pieces I'm trying to hold on tight to.

maybe in another universe, I've unlocked my ultimate potential.

i should write a book called 'how to lose friends'

how come I haven't run out of tears already