you may be over there
and i may be over here
but at least we are under the same sky, sun, moon, and stars
& that may be all i can get

when you are sad,
you start to notice the little things people do.
like, pulling their sleeve down to hide all skin,
look down when walking; not up.
that's the thing,
you take notice to things that you also know
& you understand.
maybe you've noticed before, but not the reason why.
because when you are sad,
you see so much more.

these thoughts
of never being good enough,
of constant let down,
of being unlovable,
are slowly but
surely
killing
me

oh how i wish
i could be like the other girls
focused on happiness, carefree
but i am not
i am me,
and that is the
exact
problem

the worst thing
that i've done to myself
is believe that someone
could actually care
about
**me