this is a poem that a friend of mine wrote. she gave it to me, and i put it one here. this is for her, for her pain, and my pain. We all shatter somtimes.
I’m sorry
I can’t always hold you together
I can’t always be there to pick up the
pieces
after you’ve shattered.
Sometimes I’m selfish
and sometimes I’m selfless too,
but that girl you know?
The one that doesn’t care what anyone thinks?
The one that doesn’t care if she gets harassed,
made fun of,
made an outcast in the community she grew up in?
She’s a fake.
She’s a liar.
She’s a good actress.
But she hurts just like everyone else.
She cries.
She bleeds.
She shatters.