You know what really sucks? Pretending to be the strong one The one everyone turns to The one that gets shit done Being the problem solver. Or The Entertainer The one who has to hide The fears and tears And dying inside “How do you do it?” “How are you so strong?” Because I have to To help you all get along We make it look easy So you all can keep going Our anxiety hidden Without anyone ever knowing
The following collection of Unsent Love Letters was my attempt at coming to terms with the realization, expression and loss of the love of someone who I had always considered a dear friend. There's no bitterness intended. Merely trying to express my thoughts and feelings during a difficult time in my life.
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