It’s hard to trust
When it’s been broken before.
And the longer they hold out,
The more it feels like your mind is at war.

I’m sure they love me…
They said so before…
But the truth is…
I just don’t know anymore.

After every turn
When I need them the most,
It’s a ‘I’m too busy’
Or ‘sorry, you’re toast’

I feel the panic build,
The terror inside,
But it stretches me thin,
And now there’s no place for me to hide.

Breathe.
I tell myself.
It’s gonna be okay.
But honestly,
Who knows,
I guess…
It could be…
Just one more day.
Right?


 

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