For Me

I know that you don’t understand
what it’s like to be in my situation.
I don’t expect you to; 
actually, I hope you never do.

I wish I had tried
to make you see
things from my side
a little better.

The choice we both make every day
isn’t so simple for me.

I hear your logic—
every word of it—
but I just can’t.

I can’t stop crying about it.
I can’t stop wanting to quit.

And I wish you could see
just how hard this is
for me.

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