For Chloe (2) Poem by matt hartwell

Forget this insecurity.
They’re all drowning beneath this reality.
The sun’s gone down and isn’t coming back.
Watch the ground as your smiles begin to lack.
Forget the stares; hold onto this crutch of mine.

Could it be ok to be this shallow?
A gift turning shaping me so hollow.
Look past all the truths they speak.
Dwell on the stares and useless lies.
She screamed when she saw me.

Are you really hearing me?
All you take in are the waves,
Crashing and weathering down on me.
The tears sinking deep within.
Is this jealousy really such a sin?

I’d give up so much to be so little.
(you’ll never be like them)
Such a small grasp of fake reality.
(just give up, your not one of them)
Hating the way they look at me.
(could you hate yourself so much you refuse to see,)
I’d give so much to be so little.
(wishing you just wouldn’t be)

To wear a mask of reliability.
Lie and say, yea ill be alright.
There’s no solution for tonight.
The sun’s gone down and isn’t coming back.