Pity
“Pity Party”
that’s what she said
after she got the phone call
that her child needs counseling due to depression
those words HURT.
it tied around her neck like a slip knot
she just wanted to jump
she’s tired of crying
she’s tired of not feeling like enough
she just wants the bad days to be good
who would’ve known
someone you known your whole life
gone through things that they dont know of
the name calling
the consistent feelings of hatred
from someone who is apart of them
that makes you feel like
why’re you like this
why do you constantly do things
you know she’ll make you feel
like you did something wrong
maybe you thought it would be different
maybe you thought she’d be more considerate
maybe you thought “okay it’ll be better this time”
it wasn’t .
it was worse
She doesn’t care.
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