I don't want to be strong
Everything is breaking
Everyone is gone
Today is Sunday
I'm at the laundromat
I'm still tired
Where'd I leave my body at
Last night I was at a concert
I went there by myself
I go most places alone
So I can observe and be myself
When I'm with people I get so overwhelmed
I feel obligated to them and I lose myself
No off button
I'm on until they leave
I exhaust myself
Nobody needs me
I want to be held
I want to need
I'm afraid of being rejected
I'm afraid of seeming weak
I'm afraid it won't matter
Do they have what I need
Always a cheerleader
Happy to go
There's only one place that I feel at home
What drives me
The car is dead
I can't fix nothing save my little head
My heart is broken
But it pounds on
Where is the voice they say is so strong
You've got balls
You've got some nerve
You're so brave for such a little girl
All I've got is feelings
And words that beg
All I've got is feelings
I don't trust them like I did
I've never known how to be
I don't think I'm special
It's a being thing
Some of us are examples of how not to live
Maybe I'm one of those and this pain is my gig
I know you know the feeling
I know you know the words
I think I'm gonna die soon
Burn me in the woods
Don't say anything
this is not a forum
Don't say anything
this is just a moment
Everything is fine
Everything's okay
I'm one lonely fucker
Are you a lonely fucker
Are you a bad friend
Are you a bully
Are you a creep
Are you playing at being weak
Do you have dreams
Do you know
What your heart screams for when you let it go
Alyssa Westerlund hates poetry
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