i keep pretending to be strong
I need to collapse
But everyone else wants to be first
To faint and collapse and flee
I am standing strong without crutches
That is not brave, I am pretending
My guts are twisted, my womb in tact
My skin is busted and hot with pain
My name is wrapped like a noose
Around Your painted airs
You cut my rope
And I fell
I still got up after
I cried while no one came
They all heard it
But especially you,
You heard nothing and everything
Forgetting the seeds you planted Saying that the flowers looked like lemon spring,
But you secretly wanted summer or winter,
How could I know that?
I was only responding to what I saw heard and felt
Not knowing you did it only for reaction
Not knowing you'd switch it around
And say it was only me that felt anything
Now I am pretending
That this is fair
Just so you feel guiltless.
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