It was sad, because while she worried about wether her skirt fit her top, I worried about my next meal.
It was sad, because while she worried about wether her highlights looked perfect or not, I worried about finding a place to shower.
It was sad, because while she worried about her friends having a fight, I worried about my parents falling apart.
It was sad, because while she worried about moving into a smaller apartment, I worried about finding a home.
It was sad, because while she worried about completing her homework, I worried about paying my psychiatrist.
It was sad, because while she worried about a boy dating her or not, I worried about a boy raping me.
It was sad, because I worried about her problems and it was sad, because I didn't want her to worry.
And it was sad, because I hired a clown just to make her laugh, with money I found under a vending machine, but then I remembered that she was afraid of them anyways.
And it was sad, because I wanted to see her smile. And it was sad, because she brushed off my fake smile.
And it was sad, because she knew I was sad. And it was sad, because I knew she was sad.
But sad for the wrong reasons or maybe for the right reasons or maybe our lifes were so different, that she had to worry about a pimple and I had to worry about infectious diseases.
And it was sad, because I couldn't see why she was sad.
And it was sad, because I was ignorant to think, that her pain was less than mine.
And it was sad, because I was oblivious to the pain and the suffering of others, other than my own!
And it was sad, because she was perfect.
It was sad, because she couldn't see it.
It was sad, because sometimes I couldn't either.
That skirt does fit that top, just tuck it in. I'm having guava for dinner, don't you worry about me, your highlights look fine it's honestly just the lighting. I can shower in college pools I'll be alright, just stop mentioning the drama and it'll blow over. My parents love each other too much to break. Your new apartment is closer to everything, I don't need a home I'll be fine anywhere. F... the homework just do it in class, the hospital has IOU sheets I can pay later. Don't bother with
him, he just wants you for attention, it wasn't my fault it was his.
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☯Your Sadness Is Valid | Poem ☯
PoetryI found this poem on YouTube and I love it!! A Girl called Johanna wrote this when she was in Highschool so it's kinda MEH. It's pretty much when she had the Realisation that pain is equal, and that instead of being like 'she shouldn't be sad becaus...
