STRETCH MARKS
Battle scars from a fight you never fought
Broken heart from a lover you never loved
Panic attacks from the fear you never had
Tears in your eyes from pretending to be sad

Come to realize, it is all fake, far from real
The fight, the love, the tears, the fear
Make it in the world, hard worker, big deal
Carry on, pretend, living life in full gear

You think hurting equals to being hurt
You think living equals to being alive
Worse than worst, filthier than dirt
You manage a smile, a laugh, high five

Hope for the day you can overcome
Hope for the time you don’t feel numb
That place where you no longer need more
Maybe then, you’ll stop the need to explore

Sorry for the three years of living hell
Truly sorry for making you feel unwell
Forgive me for not being there when needed
I see it now, but I don’t know how to defeat it

I wish I could go back and change it all
I am ready, prepared to catch your fall
Why did I have to look the other way?
Why did I leave when you asked me to stay?