
Sarah Post
I’m still a person
I have a sweet and soft soul
But people don’t see that
Their words are cold and harsh
I block their words from my heart
At least I attempt to
Some days the words sting
more than others
Other days the words take me down
My brain gets so full
Yet, so empty
It frightens me
I don’t understand
How could I?
My words are sweet and comforting
But the words I receive cut deep
Cold air runs down my spine
I know I worry them
My parents at least
I can’t fix it all
As much as I would like to
But of course, I could try and forgive them
I just want to know why
Why was it me?
Why all of these empty apologies
Forgetting important things
Like what makes me smile
An effortless
Genuine smile
I’m still a person