The silence killed me <br />But I acted care free <br /> <br />The tension kept building <br />But he ignored me <br /> <br />I smiled and laughed <br />for his connection <br /> <br />But really im dieing <br />I need his attention... <br /> <br />I changed myself <br />To meet all his needs <br /> <br />But this isnt me <br />I wouldnt do these things <br /> <br />Tired of the crap <br />I put myself through <br /> <br />And I still meet needs <br />But these needs are for you... <br /> <br />I know I will never <br />Be able to be me <br /> <br />Ill always be hidden <br />Ill never be free <br /> <br />I know I seem nice <br />Like nothing is wrong <br /> <br />But really im trapped <br />With no will to go on <br /> <br />Brittany W <br />(I wrote this freshman year, found it in some old papers)<br /><br />Brittany Woessner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poeple-pleaser/
