six.

the "cup is half empty" attitude.

sometimes she can't sleep, mind whirling, twirling, assuming, making the worst of the best.
feels like she ain't got a friend in the world, that all she's invested in is gone in the blink of an eye.
ridiculous how she knows a ton of people, but none really know her.
she feels so damn melodramatic, "just shoot me" she says, "gets too complex for me."

ain't worth feeling this low, ain't worth the tears, so much for change.

where to start when she's screwed up a time or two before?
who's to say? who's to know?
to make, to break, to take ever last strand of dignity left.
blunt, bitter, brutal, silent.

WHO'S TO HEAR HER VOICE?
(who will?)

ain't worth all the time, ain't worth the honest truth.
she's better at pretending.
she's better at putting up with the same everyday.
because CHANGE would take effort she's not willing to make.

same excuse, always "where do i start?"
same reply.
same chance.
same goes for you.

question now is:
do i believe i am not too small,
not too insignificant.
that i can make someone's day.

"be kind, for every one you meet is fighting a hard battle."

(plato)