This Is Personal

This is personal
That's ironic
I say it's personal
Yet I'm going to tell you about it
You, who I've never met
Who doesn't know me
Who is reading this for some reason
It's personal
But I'm going to tell you
Why I'm going to tell you I don't know
All I know is I'm going to tell you
I'm telling you that I love my best friend
But he doesn't love me back
At least not like that
I'm telling you that sometimes I can't stand my mom
And that she needs me
But I can't take it anymore
I'm telling you that I don't know what I'm doing
Though I sometimes think I do
Yet I often feel lost
I'm telling you about how I'm falling apart
And hoping someone will pick up the pieces
While thinking no one will ever want to
I'm telling you that I'm crying
Even though you can't see
As though you could help
I'm telling you all these things
But you don't know me
And I'm not sure I want you to
I'm telling you all these things
Even though I don't know why
But the words keeping coming out
I'm telling you, even if you don't believe me
This is personal