You take it as a joke
That I choke when I try to speak
Then we smoke and laugh like there’s no weight to carry
But don’t you see
What it’s doing to me
There’s rage building from frustration of not getting it out
So I get loud and hope you hear it clear
That I’m not just a girlfriend, I’m a person that’s living in fear
Because when I shout, I see you crumble
You tense up, break down, and walk away; humbled
Hardened by my ways but you just think it’s me
Growing sick in the head and that it’s killing me
But you still won’t let me speak
So you can learn the damage that made me this way
The friend you loved is not the same
As the person you’ve wanted me to be
How you laugh at the way it hurts
I’m so far gone now that it doesn’t work
Remember when you cared about what I had to say
Now it’s annoying and you don’t have time to waste
Perhaps I’m the one at fault
Not trying to blame you, I just thought
Maybe you had me when I would fall
But I guess I keep it to myself
It’s hard to talk.
⁃ S. Tripp
