UGH

My tears are drowning my face
I’m in a place where I don’t want to be
Please come rescue me and hold me
Let me be someone who I am not just for one minute
Just so I can get away- not to stay; just to rest
I want the best
Not used to accepting anything less
And that’s definitely not what’s expected of me…
I am held to such a high standard that sometimes I don’t even know what ‘standard’ is
In a world where I don’t even know what right is….
I need you
Constantly
just as the sun keeps the earth alive
I thirst to survive
I have to do more than thrive and cry
And wait—Though no one comes to dry my face—
Im in a place where no one understands…
No one knows what each tear holds
No one is bold enough to even ask what’s wrong… so afraid that they will have to care-
For me.
But you don’t
I don’t need you to pretend you care.
Its worse than having no body there to witness your greatest success in life
Talk about a knife thrust into your back- and pulled back out
I feel I have been shut out
In the social context
I have never until now felt my best wasn’t enough and its tough dealing with the feelings that prove those words true each day.
I want to go to sleep and wake up a new me.
I need a tissue.