The fact that you don’t even realize that your own daughter is depressed..it kills me. Literally. I try to throw hints, you should’ve picked up on them by now. Back in 2011 you did. You got me help. I need help again. But guess what! This time, when they ask what’s the cause of all of this..I’m not going to say me. The cause of all of this is you. You. You.
I’m so tired. Tired of people asking what’s wrong and just saying ‘I’m tired’ when in reality the answer is ‘I haven’t slept for days and I had practice last night, I haven’t eaten lunch, my world is falling apart.’ I’m tired of fearing you. I’m so tired. My world is collapsing, caving in. And you know what? Basketball, mom, and Jalen. Those are the only things keeping me going. THE ONLY THINGS. And you can’t even see it. I’m a master of disguise. Everyday you ask me ‘how was your day?’ I could’ve had the worst possible day..EVER..and my reply would still me ‘good’ You ask if anyone bothers me at school. I say ‘no’ when the answer is ‘yes.yes.yes.yes’
I just don’t know about you. I’m just tired. So off I go, to take yet ANOTHER nap..when I wake up, maybe my world will get put back together..
The truth🙌 on We Heart It