By Natalie Chiu
Please, just leave
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you make me feel so small?
What’s wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Tell me what’s wrong with me.
Is it my hair?
My voice?
My clothing?
My body?
What?
This?
This.
This is annoying you?
This is causing you pain?
It’s causing you pain,
Isn’t?
Sorry.
Well,
I’m so sorry.
I’m so sorry that this is causing you pain.
I’m so sorry that this is annoying,
that you don’t like it,
that you disapprove.
Me?
Who, me?
Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realise I had a say,
that I had an opinion,
that I had a voice.
No,
don’t mind me,
I don’t matter,
I’m not important,
clearly not to you.
But you don’t know,
you don’t care,
you don’t care about my thoughts,
my feelings,
my pain,
the pain that I go through to please you,
you don’t know.
So I’m sorry that this pain you,
but you pain me,
you don’t know how much you pain me,
how much you annoy me,
how much I wish,
I wish that you’ll just leave,
please leave me,
leave me alone,
because I hate this pain,
this pain that you’re causing me,
the pain that’s making me feel small,
insignificant,
unimportant,
I don’t want this pain.
I don’t need this pain.
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