Im trying. But you don't see that all you see is the list of issues you have the one that you read to me daily. The one that I empathize with. The one I try to help you through. You don't seem to see the tears in my eyes or the fault in my smile no, because it isn't important. I tell you I'm trying. I tell you I'm struggling. But it isn't important. Cause I'm not exactly where you want me. When you talk, I listen. But all of my thoughts go unfinished. One dag I'm your best friend and the next, I'm worthless. When your having a bad day then it's the biggest deal. When I can't seem to smile you don't even notice. I'm unimportant. Disposable. Annoying. And I can't seem to do anything right. All I am is dramatic. But it hurts so bad. All I wanted was a friend. A friend who cares.

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