It's been so silent
where have the months gone?
I'm still struggling
I thought I was over it
but I wasn't.
Hate to see everything fall apart
Hate that I don't feel important anymore.
Or Maybe I never was.
Why do I complain?
I'm so selfish
I'm never okay with what I have.
Please don't go
I'm weak
I can't survive on my own
I'm tired
Can I get a break?
