Just a Pregnant Girl

Mon, 10/30/2017 - 21:20 -- totot9

Every time we communicateThere is no positivityThere's things that you put downThat I think are greatConversations are dullThey drain meWhile the fill you upTear me downWhile they bring you upShatter my heartWhile they toughen yours upI can't take itIt's like y'all see right through meYou stop caringThe times when I needed you the mostYou weren't thereAnd for that I thank youBecause you taught meTo Love MyselfAs I let these silent tears fallI cry for myselfIn hopes that life would get betterThat I find someone to laugh withAs such as close friendsThat I find someone who listensAs such a best friendThat I find someone who loves me for meAs such a significant otherBecause right nowI lack all of that from both of youButI also cry for youIn hopes that you learnYour feelings aren't the only ones that matterYour life isn't as valuable as mineYours words hurt just as mineOnly I know the difference betweenSharing and caringDon't share a thoughtAct as if your caringThinking it will motivate meBecause little do you knowYour words break mePiece by pieceMaking me think that if you can't love meThen who would love such a girl as myselfA 3 month pregnant girl 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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