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You think it doesn't hurt..but it does.
It kills me everyday to pretend like I don't care.
To pretend that I'm perfectly fine. I'm not. I'm not okay.
I'm hurt. I feel as though I'm falling apart. Tearing at the seams.
I'm tired of being strong. I'm tired of being the support.
I'm worn out. I'm breaking.

Erosion of lifes problems wearing me down.
I can't keep doing this. I can't keep pretending.
I'm bound to fall. And you'll all fall with me.
Your weak. And I'm tired of being strong.
I want to whine. I want to complain.
I want to cry and scream and make everyones life hell until I get my way!

But I don't..I won't. I wouldn't do that. I'm better than that.
I know I am. You know I am.
I'm the mature one.
The one who takes the blame.
The one who keeps the secrets.
The one who wipes away the tears.
The one always there to make life a little better.
My lifes gone bitter.
Is this the only purpose I have? Seriously. This is a joke.

I can't do this.
My heart can't keep doing this.
My mind can't keep doing this.
My body..my body is falling apart.
Years of stressful situations.
Years of resolving fights that have nothing to do with me.
It's killing me. Killing me slowly. Killing me silently. But killing me no less.

When I'm dead then what?
Everyones problems just pile up.
Everyone goes mad.
Or will I just be replaced?
Find someone new. Who can handle the pain.
The stress.
The endurance of listening and evalutating Every single detail of every single problem.
When you find them. Let me know.
I'd like to meet this person better than me...