Breathing
I thought being with you
would put an end to me taking care of everyone else
that being with you would be easier
I thought I would be able to breathe
but maybe it isn't something I was forced into
maybe I take care of everyone else
because no one took care of me
and I don't want that to happen to others
I thought changing my situation
would change who I really am
that being somewhere new would make me feel whole
but I've been whole all along
I wasn't forced, I wanted this
This poem is about:
Me