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"No one expects of the girl with

a broken leg to run a marathon

and no one expects of the boy

who can't speak to sing a song

and yet you expect of me to get

straight A's and words of praise

from all my teachers when I can

barely bring myself to get up in

the mornings? I can't focus on

anything and even simple tasks

seem pretty much impossible and

when you're yelling at me again

because my room is a mess just

like I am or when you complain

about all the stress that you're under

I don't think you understand that

it's all too much for me too and

I'm not just being lazy or ungrateful.

I want to be enough for you, trust

me but depression drains me and anxiety keeps me from sleeping

and I find myself hating what I

see in the mirror. I'm not entirely

sure I can do this anymore,

but I swear I'm really trying."

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