Wonder

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Lately I've been asking myself: "Why am I like this?"

I'm alright.

But I'm not.

I'm not happy.

But I'm not sad.

I smile.

And I cry.

I am constantly changing

But I do not know what I am becoming.

You say I changed,

But you did not know me.

I feel different now

Something is missing and I do not know what.

A piece of my heart maybe...

I break my heart everytime I get attached of someone,

I break my heart when I try so hard to do something, but nobody cares,

I break my heart when I set my expectations too high...

I break my heart when I cry myself to sleep,

When I trust,

When I forgive everything,

When I become hopeless.

I break my heart, although I have only one.

How long shall I chase my dream? Until it becomes a nightmare?

I do not know what I'm running from.

I'm just running.

They do not know how it feels inside

It hurts so much you get used to it.

All people who wronged you, betrayed you, hurt you, lied to you, damaged you...

That must hurt.

So...

I guess i'm living

But I'm not.

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