A Hard, Hard Fall
I fell.
I fell hard.
I said I wouldn't.
I told me I would stay
up rite.
No falling.
But since when do I
listen to me?
So I fell.
I fell right there.
Right in front of you.
You watched me.
You watched me fall.
You didn't try to
catch me.
You didn't even try
to help me up.
You stood by and
watched.
Watched me fall.
So now I'm here.
Hurt.
Hurt and bleeding.
And you're still
standing there.
Watching me.
Not helping.
Just watching.
One day I hope...
I hope you will wish
you had helped me.
But what I hope is
never what becomes.
So I'll deal.
I'll get up.
It will take a while.
But I'll get up.
It will hurt.
It will hurt like hell.
But I'll get up.
And I'll want you to
feel that pain.
For once in your life I
want you to feel it.
The pain.
My pain.
The pain of falling.
And of getting up
without help.
Only then will you
understand.
Understand me.
And what I feel.
And why I hate you for
this.
Because I fell.
I fell hard.
And you just watched.