She
She fakes a smile so she
Doesn’t worry anyone else,
Not like they would care
She listens to their problems,
Just to later hear the crap they
Speak about her behind her back
She tells herself it doesn’t matter
Their happiness means more and
Bottles up her feelings
She learned to control her
Nonstop rambling, they
Already stopped listening
She tried to ignore their
Constant comments, criticizing
On how she looks
She held back her tears
Until she was in the safety
Of her bed
She dealt with their anger when
She refused to do something
That she wasn’t okay doing
She didn’t stop until she
Realized that the bottle
Was about to crack
She was starting to fall into
Depression, anxiety had
Came sometime earlier
She was losing who she
Really was, forgetting how
To be truly happy
She then decided to leave,
And leave she did, trying to
Find happiness in anything
She started to find herself
Again, and this time I am
Trying not to lose it