Expressing myself on paper is what I do best
I feel you’ve silenced me
You stolen my voice
Tucked away in your selfish ways
You liked it better when I was always quiet
You always talk over me
My words always had to compete with yours
Your words get louder and louder
my words turned into whispers
My feelings you ignored
Overlooked and unheard
You push them aside
Left on the curb like yesterday’s trash
Is this how you think a friendship works?
You never heard a word I said
You ignored every whisper
Now all that’s left is silence
I’m tired of whispering to make you feel better
You say I was pushy
I call it giving you a better direction
You say you’re miserable but you do nothing to solve it
I gave you a map
Wrote down the directions
Handed you a compass to find your way
But you like where you are
It doesn’t matter what you say
This person used to be my friend. She was toxic to me, I tried to help her. I wanted to be there for her. But she won the battle. I give up the war in trying to piece her together. I’m done.