untitled, title suggestions welcome.

Maturity: G
Fantasy:none
Finished

I’m so sick of waking up, so afraid of the tragedy I'm sure is to come,
I should be scared, but I feel so numb.

Because here we go again and again,
And I don’t know why you still call me a friend.

But every time you sound so sad,
And every time things seems so bad.

And I want to make you better, but I haven’t a clue,
Still you look at me like I know what to do.

Why do you turn to me, like I’m so wise?
I wish you could see me through my own eyes.

You look at me like I’m so empowered,
But whenever we talk, I know I’m a coward.

Until you decide that again you feel good,
And you tell me to back off, like you think that you should.

And suddenly I’m a nosy witch
And your turning to me was just a glitch.

But then you feel low, and your scorn is lost,
And I help you through it no matter the cost.

So the cycle repeats, like a bumpy ride,
And I try to cope with the pain that I hide.

I absolutely love it! And it's definitely something I can relate to; you seriously said everything that I couldn't really put into words. Great job, Awe! (Is it alright that I call you that? :3)

thanks! And yeah, it's fine if you call me awe, as long as I remember that that means me.

Ooh, Awe is a good one. x3 It describes how we feel when looking at your epic name!

Annnnyway . . . xD I like this poem. It's really emotional.