Her words cutting deeply into the person next.
At this rate she can't be fixed.
She is my sister, the one I love.
But when I lash out, after weeks of them dismissing my stress.
I get threatened and put down, it makes me feel less.
So now when I'm depressed, I have no reason to be.
They never have the eyes.
To see how they crushed me.
Its always odd, when they see me upset.
Its drips off my tongue, but I never say it.
"Maybe I'm always this way, but you just don't notice.
I'm not always sweet, but I can't be this broken."