The Undoing

These tears coursing down my face
will be my undoing
because each one of them
brings to the surface
something that was supposed to stay inside.
It felt so good to be
the person everyone thought was me
for a while
but it hurt so much
and these tears they hurt like hell
I can't decide which hurt was worse.
I was unstoppable
now I'm vulnerable
and I can't stand being that way
there are internal pains
I can't even begin to describe
and they all end up sounding the same
anyway.
So just leave me alone
I'm fine by myself
I don't need your help
or your sympathy
I've been doing this all of my life.
I just got too used to having someone to lean on.
whatever.
I'm over you...
I mean... it.