Status: Done
Sad Smiles
fine
I remember the day you looked at me and said,
"I can't do this anymore."
And you needn't say anything more. I knew what you meant because despite failing at everything, including school, the one thing I was even remotely good at...was loving you and understanding you
and being there for you.
Yet, suddenly: "I can't do this anymore."
What can you not do? Is it so hard to love me that you'd want to leave me? I know sometimes I do crazy things, and I'm weird and I know I should have told you that I have schizophrenia but I honestly didn't think it was that big of a deal. I can change. I swear I can change. I'll do better.
She smiles sadly at the bloody head sitting on her bed side table. But, it said nothing back.
"Fine. Be that way. Good night."
"I can't do this anymore."
And you needn't say anything more. I knew what you meant because despite failing at everything, including school, the one thing I was even remotely good at...was loving you and understanding you
and being there for you.
Yet, suddenly: "I can't do this anymore."
What can you not do? Is it so hard to love me that you'd want to leave me? I know sometimes I do crazy things, and I'm weird and I know I should have told you that I have schizophrenia but I honestly didn't think it was that big of a deal. I can change. I swear I can change. I'll do better.
She smiles sadly at the bloody head sitting on her bed side table. But, it said nothing back.
"Fine. Be that way. Good night."
♠ ♠ ♠
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