The first time I cried
I said it all
I opened up and hoped she would help
But all she said was
it gets better

I hoped yet again and reached out
Please help me my heart cried
My soul screeched
All she says is
it gets better

Please I cried silently
it gets better

I scremed shouted lashed out
Please let this end
Please just talk to me
Please help me
I screamed to her surpise
stop it it gets better

I let it all out
Everything
All my secrets
All my lies
All my questions
All my anxieties
She talked
And I hope she would finally listen
Finally help
stop pitying yourself *

.........

it gets better


it gets better

*well *******