REMEMBER HER
I am her,
i am scared to be who i am,
all eyes pointed at me.
people all arond me,
i can feel he nstant eyes at me.
i need to teach myself how to breathe again.
WAIT.....
People are talking abut her right now!
....BREATHE IN the BULLSHIT....
maybe i deserve this pain.
.......
REMEMBER HER....
This poem is about:
Me