I bite my cheek and pinch my arm
In a place that mom cant see
“Why are you so pissy today?”
“You’re such a drag to be around
when you act like this”
She says
“sorry”
I say
Instead of the retort that comes to my mind:
‘So are you on the days you’re mad,
When you’re done with everyone’s ****
But i know that will earn me an even bigger glare
A clenching of teeth
And a good ol’ grounding
So i sit quietly brooding and fuming and say simply
“sorry”
sorry im not good enough for you
sorry i have feelings unlike you
sorry im
not
enough
“How are you?”
Asks my good friend via text
“Pretty good hbu” i reply with vision blurred from tears
The marks i clawed into my arm still burning
“Dinner’s ready!”
Yells someone upstairs
“I’ll be up in a sec!”
I reply
Hastily pulling down my sleeve
and wiping away the messy makeup around my eyes
‘Whelp’
I think to myself
‘I hope they dont notice’
They dont
And if they do they dont mention it
For which im grateful
I dont feel like launching into a discussion that typically ends with me a blubbering mess
Anytime we have that discussion anyway
I know we need another one,
But i just cant bring myself to reveal anything
That might make them think somethings wrong with me
So for now ill just
Smile
And keep saying
“sorry”
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
I bite my cheek and pinch my arm
In a place that mom cant see
“Why are you so pissy today?”
“You’re such a drag to be around
when you act like this”
She says
“sorry”
I say
Instead of the retort that comes to my mind:
‘So are you on the days you’re mad,
When you’re done with everyone’s ****
But i know that will earn me an even bigger glare
A clenching of teeth
And a good ol’ grounding
So i sit quietly brooding and fuming and say simply
“sorry”
sorry im not good enough for you
sorry i have feelings unlike you
sorry im
not
enough
“How are you?”
Asks my good friend via text
“Pretty good hbu” i reply with vision blurred from tears
The marks i clawed into my arm still burning
“Dinner’s ready!”
Yells someone upstairs
“I’ll be up in a sec!”
I reply
Hastily pulling down my sleeve
and wiping away the messy makeup around my eyes
‘Whelp’
I think to myself
‘I hope they dont notice’
They dont
And if they do they dont mention it
For which im grateful
I dont feel like launching into a discussion that typically ends with me a blubbering mess
Anytime we have that discussion anyway
I know we need another one,
But i just cant bring myself to reveal anything
That might make them think somethings wrong with me
So for now ill just
Smile
And keep saying
“sorry”
sorry guys i was depressed
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