When you’re in a hospital and all the nurses call you so strong.
When they tell you they have seen others give up so much sooner.
That I am so strong for continuing my journey.
They don’t see the broken heart behind the warm blankets.
The scars and bruises.
The tears that fall when they come and go from the empty room.
Because I am alone
And I am not strong
I am just tired and hungry
And would give the world to keep a meal down
For the bags under my eyes to go away.
I would give the world to be a normal 24 year old girl.