It Sucks to be me!

I stood there still as could be, his face looked pale but concerned.

"Why can you just not be you"

He looked serious.

I supped at the vodka bottle in the corner of the room, Mascara running down my face.

At this point I had tears streaming like a waterfall on my soft cheeks.

"Why did you do it?"

He looked more concerned with every question he asked.

"Why do you want my to be me?"

I supped more of the vodka from the bottle lost in my words.

"I want you to be you not this facade, this mask"

He had his hand on his head at this point he then came down to my level and leaning looked at me.

"Do you think I want to be this, me this person here?"

I hit my head banging it back on the wall a couple of times.

"I like you to be you!"

He smiles wiping my tears.

"I can't be me I just can't"

I look away from him and hide my face into the corner.

"I promise you, you can I will help you"

He slumped next to me and pulled my body towards him and he hugged me.

"I can't"

I look away again.

"You can. now come here"

I slumped into his arms and my head on his chest this was one thing I needed to do but it sucked to be me.

Reviews

[nostal]

Nice.

[Domo]

It seems very sad. The pain in it really attacks the reader.
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