I'm going under again
And no one notices
Because my lungs are filled with water
And I can't get air in them anymore
Much less cry or yell
I can't even gasp or whisper
I disappear again
beneath the surface
Out of sight out of mind
Or maybe not
maybe they think
my appearing and disappearing
is because
I'm damaged and strange
I see people talking
What is she doing
Why does she not come around
anymore
She told her woeful story
Over and over and cried
And we cried
And told her she was strong
But I'm not
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