Thoughts of a Shop Girl: Better Days
I don’t want to be here.
I think that’s pretty clear.
I’m doing fine I swear,
but of that other way out - I am always aware.
I am so proud of myself.
I’m learning how to ask for help.
No longer seeking validation,
But I wish someone would notice - or at least comment on the situation.
I’m not who I once was.
she tried too hard.
Now I’m not trying hard enough - even if I am the one in charge.
I hope they see me.
I hope they fear me.
I have no time for weak men.
You want my attention - change your ways, then.