Exhausting
I don’t know
How to fight
With you
Like you want me to
My apathy
Exhausts
Even you
I make an effort
To care
About something
But
You
See through
Me
You notice
Me
Like
No one else
When I thought
I had them
Fooled
You call
Me out
I thought
I wanted this
To be
Seen
Understood
But
I cannot lie
To you
And this
Is frightening
Most of all
This poem is about:
Me