The Argument With Myself

I say I'm okay. I'm always happy. But honestly, it's fake.

I thought I was okay. I thought I was happy. I've always wanted more. Even when I denied it.

I do hurt. I do cry. Because big girls are just small inside.

So, I'm here sitting. Hitting walls. Hating myself.

And when I fight back. It doesn't go well. I don't want to hurt. I don't want to cry.

This pain I feel inside. Please go away.

 

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