You gave me hopes for things you did not deliver.
You brought me tears and frustration on days that should have been full of joy.
You let me have dreams and wishes that won't come true.
You dissappoint me and make me happy.
You make me smile and make me cry.
You leave me with disbelief.
Without hope.
I push through your busy bringing.
I make and bake and buy to get through this season.
I fake smiles, and avoid gatherings.
I pretend that I have it all together.
I avoid conversations.
I say things I don't mean.
I keep surviving the only way I know how.
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