The Coward

Would you think better of me
If I told you I wished she was okay too
Jealousy is an intoxicating past time
I can’t stop myself from feeling
If I show im trying not to be
Would you think I was good
Would you?

It is all just an entanglement
Of little moments
The same way I pretend I am good
With other things
Clicking “open to honest criticism”, instead of ,“friendly feedback”
Yes does that make me seem any less afraid
Does it?
Fear is such an intrepid ghost
I have tried to face
Does that make you think I am good
Does it?

My eyes are heavy
And my arms feel weightless
And I only seem to be hungry when it is much too late in the night
It all makes me almost vomit
And I can’t do or think or say anything
Without thinking of you

Is this what being a teenage girl is like
I seem to have forgotten
I forgot what it felt like to be so alone
And you hadn’t even blessed me so long

When will you return my love

My heart is restless
my soul is hungry
And I might explode if you don’t explain yourself
Soon