Why don't you ever write about her?

Who...

...thought it was interesting

shrinks

...was making conversation

quiets

...

I get it now

...

disappears

...no one

cares

Echoes

I don't know which voices I heard first
they said a lot of the same things

I know which ones I'm still fighting

they say I'm weak, pathetic,
and no one wants to hear about it

my voice isn't loud enough to argue

and there is still so much
echoing

at least in the last few years
I've stopped blaming it
all
on
me