they tell you that you'll be fine
"it's just a blip, it'll go away"
but five weeks from now they'll blame you
when your emotions are no longer at bay

they'll yell and scream,
fight and argue,
blame you for it all,
the kindness you outgrew

they'll act like they did nothing,
like you're the one to blame
forgetting what they did,
ignoring your claim

they will pretend you've gone insane,
that something changed inside of you
they won't want to think of it,
the truth of why you're blue

if you go away tomorrow,
and never come back the same
no one else would be to blame,
no one but they