Are we friends?
The question I asked as the tears began to fall
Knowing that Id had about all I could take
And I needed someone to listen
Not to judge, but to care
My life was beginning to be more than I could bear
And the worst part was, the one person I wanted
Didn't care
The one person who I should've ben talking to
Wasn't listening
To busy with their own problems I suppose
So I turn to someone else
But who?
Who would understand how I was feeling?
Id tried to reach out and no one was bothered
No one was asking the right questions
No one was giving me answers
And the tears kept falling
I kept hating me
And as far as I knew, everyone else did to
No one ever asked how I was feeling
If I was ready to be his mom
Because honestly
I wasn't don't get me wrong I love my son
But something about his presence in my body was altering
I could feel me changing and I didn't like it
But shouldn't I have been embracing it?
