Feel pain.
Wipe tears.
Fake smile.
Force laugh.
My life in a bottle.
As fragile as a glass.
A work of bad art.
Not much counted for.
I am one in a million.
But still needle in a haystack
Unnoticed. Unfound.
Completly Unwanted.
You see me smile,
But unseen is a dying girl.
You hear me laugh,
But unheard is my screams.
My life is to keep one life on earth.
My mothers.
She needs me so...
So I keep my breathes even.
Even.
Steady.
Slow.
Painful.
I breathe for her
She needs me to be strong
She can not see me cry.
I am her support
I am my mothers glue
Her puzzle maker
I am the one who takes on a challange
Not mine to take on.
I am but 15
I am but mentally 21
I am my mothers glue
I have o help her.
She needs my shoulder.
No I need hers.
I stay strong for her
But she does the same for me
My father hurt us both
Turst feel and we are us
Me and my mother
We are a team
I need her for she needs me
We need us
My breathing is for her
And no one else
I need her
We need eachother
I am but 15 and will be 15
I am the duaghter and she is my mother
She can lean on me but I am a child
I will lean on her back where I should be
I am the one who needs more
For I AM 15 not 21
Fake my happy
Wipe her tear as she wipes mine
Give her smile when it's real
I need us. Us as in my mother duaghter bond.
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