It hurts,
the loneliness
the separation
though no one sees it
I smile on the outside
and scream and cry on the inside
people ask me why I look sad
I simply reply,
“I’m just tired”
tired of getting hurt with no apology
tired of being taken for granted
tired of being seen as worthless
of not being good enough
of not being the one you choose
tired of not being yours
I see you with her and think
“What does she have that I don’t?”
then insecurities pile on top of me
I’m not pretty enough
smart enough
maybe I should speak up more
maybe I should alter the way I look
maybe I should learn how to speak up
how to say no
after all thats why I’m lonely
not knowing how to say no
I cant help it
I was always told to never tell
I was told to never say a thing
keep it inside or bad things will happen
well guess what?
I kept it inside and look at me now
I’m broken and bad things have happened
such good advice, right?
I’m sorry for not being good enough
no actually,
I’m sorry
I’m sorry for being me.