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.