I can hold back crying when I'm hurt,
when I'm lost,
when I just need to go away.
But,
when a single person prays with me,
over me,
I fall apart.
I am no longer the girl who akes nothing to heart,
who never shows emotion,
I am the girl I hold back every day.
The girl that hurts on the inside everytime
they insult me,
everytime they find my faults.
Everytime I try to be myself and it's not enough.
I can hold back whats inside forever,
forever, until,
that someone prays over me,
blesses me,
compliments my life.
Someone who thinks I'm good,
sweet,
innocent.
Someone who doesn't know what is happening inside.
My thoughts,
my hopes,
the crushed dreams piling up.
But it doesn't matter.
I am a disappointment,
a problem child.
Unimportant to all.
I try and I try,
but nothing I ever do is right,
nothing is ever good enough for anyone.
Nothing ever will be.
I am nothing.