They said I’ve changed
That I’m different than I was in September
That they liked her more
Of course they did
She was another dead fish going with the stream
She was scared
She didn’t want to make them upset
She tried to pretend that she was sane
That she was normal
She was sad
All the time
She was trying not to cry
She’s gotten better
Why is that not good enough for you?
The scars are starting to heal
Don’t make me make new ones
People make small comments/jabs about how I was better before.