Day in and day out, I keep on trying
To come off as a person that I am not.
So those around me won’t see how
On the inside, I’m not doing so hot.
This way no one has to worry, and
I won’t have to deal with the stigma
But now I sleep alone.
The side of the twin size mattress,
Where you laid, sprawled out,
Like I wasn’t there.
Becomes cold without you.
And I’m trying to wrap my head
Around the reality that you are
No longer mine.