I'm Suffocating

people saying I'm not pretty enough

skinny enough

people telling me I'm not good enough

just acting like I'm not even there

it feels like I'm getting held down

held down by roots

not letting me move or speak

when people talk all I hear are trees

trees moving in the wind

feeling like nothing can hurt them

they're wrong, words hurt

I feel like I'm a weeping willow

not the first choice, but the second

always on the sidelines

as people walk past thinking everything is fine

never asking if it's OK

feeling sad on the inside, but looking OK on the outside

the sound of magpies makes me feel like I'm dying

weeping willows covering me

makes me feel like I'm suffocating