you ignore all my feelings
you pretend everything’s ok
you try to understand
but it’s been more than a day

it’s been months
and you still think
i’m just
making this up

you say god made me this way
why did he?
if i just have to suffer through this
through your complete ignorance
through your false hopes

because
you think
that your little girl
has died

you think
that i’m just going to
change my mind

really,
your pain is just
making you blind

blind to the harsh reality
i face
every day
in my mind

sometimes it hurts
to be alive

i’m broken

just like this poem
with it’s off rhymes
and a meter that’s just wrong

i’m broken