Caring

The bottom line is

I'm not happy until

I'm holding my

Stomach in

So bad it hurts,

And I'm not ready to spill

Until I'm about

Ready to hurt myself,

And I'm the most fragile

Person I know and

Nobody else sees it

Or cares enough to look

And maybe it's

Just because I'm tired

But sometimes I

Don't even care enough

About myself.