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she was always smiling or talking about" her boyfriends" or sometimes she called them" her brothers " they were really just kpop idols no one saw the pain she experienced no one saw the comfort she gave herself no one saw how she ran to throw up no one saw her cry no one not the way i did she screamed locked me out of the toilet but i couldn't leave her i screamed too "open up please" I cried out to her for her i couldn't just leave her not like that she told me she cried and screamed all her pain into my arms we left the toilet with my arm wet but her eyes dry she was always so smiley i never even dreamed of that amount of pain let alone to dream she felt that i racked my brain for ways to make her smile not the one she put on for us a real one one from her heart she thought nobody cared to be brutally honest i barely did if i did i would have seen it sooner i should have noticed how she always rushed to the toilet the moment she came to school not to apply makeup like the rest of us but to fix her ****** expression i should have seen her smile wash away the moment she had to go home unlike the rest of us who couldn't wait sometimes just sometimes i see her smile for real i mean only sometimes when she fights for" her brothers" "husbands "and "boyfriends " they are her happiness but that's alright
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Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 8:07 AM UTC
the bubbly kid with trauma we failed to see
she was always smiling or talking about" her boyfriends" or sometimes she called them" her brothers " they were really just kpop idols no one saw the pain she experienced no one saw the comfort she gave herself no one saw how she ran to throw up no one saw her cry no one not the way i did she screamed locked me out of the toilet but i couldn't leave her i screamed too "open up please" I cried out to her for her i couldn't just leave her not like that she told me she cried and screamed all her pain into my arms we left the toilet with my arm wet but her eyes dry she was always so smiley i never even dreamed of that amount of pain let alone to dream she felt that i racked my brain for ways to make her smile not the one she put on for us a real one one from her heart she thought nobody cared to be brutally honest i barely did if i did i would have seen it sooner i should have noticed how she always rushed to the toilet the moment she came to school not to apply makeup like the rest of us but to fix her ****** expression i should have seen her smile wash away the moment she had to go home unlike the rest of us who couldn't wait sometimes just sometimes i see her smile for real i mean only sometimes when she fights for" her brothers" "husbands "and "boyfriends " they are her happiness but that's alright
Beenaa
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Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 8:07 AM UTC
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