jennaflare
Swept away, under the rug, to a place where no one can find me.
I tried to escape many times, but at this point I think I'll just give up.
No one cares, no one sees, no one wants to help me out.
I've been swept away, under the rug, to a place where no one can find me.
You set quite the example for failure.
It's simple to understand, yet you don't. It's easy to learn, yet you can't. You don't make any sense to me. You say that you're just making basic mistakes as though that's a good thing, but it's not. You're in college, you should understand the difference between "their" "they're" and "there."
You tell me that you're strong and that you can handle it, but then I see you when you think no one's looking. The expression on your face tells me how much you've been lying, how much all of this is affecting you.
How you're anything but strong.
You sit down, and your legs thank you. You've been walking your whole life, and now it is time to rest. So here you sit, upon a normal, unassuming bench, not fully understanding the reprieve from life it has provided you with.
it lies upon the counterop
normal
unassuming
and you walk past it
not really caring
because it's just a mango
a few days pass
and you see it again
and you think
that looks really tasty
and so then
you eat it
and it is perfect.