Words shoved down my throat
I knew you’d understand
choking on them, I can’t breath my own.
You don’t need anyone
Constantly being told how I feel,
I figured you wouldn’t care
and how to react.
You never get mad
I stop fighting,
You can handle it
letting these words
You’ll make it work
override who I am.

She doesn’t make eye contact,
or leave her pajamas on Sundays
and all the spoons in the house
are bent because of her.  
Playing it all off as the protagonist
in a coming-of-age story,
but counting the pages until the end.

Screaming but muted
words placed in her mouth.
Will anyone notice her hands breaking
under the weight of it all?
Anchored down by the person
others need her to be.
Not realizing they are
drowning someone else.

I always wanted to be that girl,
I don’t want you to go through this alone.
until she was the only one left to be.