What about me?
Just needed to vent a little tonight... and this was the result of my little rant to myself.... I didn't finish it cause I might wanna come back and add more but this is what I have right now.... So frustrating to talk and not be heard How could they listen so intently and not hear a word I'm saying I'm frustrated, confused, maybe even upset What part of any of that is so hard to get? I know people rarely see me, naked, exposed, and not wearing my smile, But I, just like you, get down every once in a while When I'm cut or hurt I bleed blood, just like you do I promise you that I go through stuff too Aren't I entitled to have a bad day too To hurt, to sulk, and cry just like you do. Eventually at some point the strong will become weak But rest assured I'll eventually land on my feet. I know people count on me for the laughs and the smiles But like I said before, I too go through things every once in a while I wont be the