And it hurts that I can't be what everyone else wants or what anyone needs. And it hurts that I can't be what I want or what I need. Because I'm not enough and won't be enough. And I'll never be close to enough and I'm just so damn tired
I absolutely love this poem as well as the idea that Persephone was not, in fact, kidnapped, but instead willingly ate the pomegranate seeds to stay with Hades <- There was a version of the myth where she did just that.