Everyone
looks to me
for strength, expecting
me to be able to fix all
their problems.
Yet, I can't even find
strength for myself;
I can't even fix my
own problems.
I tell everyone to
stay strong,
that they
are worth
the world and
more.
However, when I go home,
when day falls to night,
I am left alone with my
thoughts.
I can't even look in a
mirror without loathing
the person staring back
at me.
I can't look at my
own body without
wanting to take
a blade and tear
open my flesh,
staining my skin red.
Instead of looking to me
for the solutions, maybe
everyone should just
look to me and see
exactly what a person
is not suppose to be.
(DS)
