blood,sweat, tears.
the things i sacrificed to achieve my goals,
but it still isn't enough for them?
all the efforts and days that i became tired, when will it be admired?
when will my efforts be recognized or even acknowledged by the people around me?
All my efforts aren't enough, their standards are too high that they suffocate me as if they would lay their hands on my neck until I could take it and loose my breathe.
as expected,
those expectations suffocated me more than anything.
i became so focused on impressing others, when i wasn't impressed myself.
"why can't i be contented with what i achieved?" "why can't i have a normal life?"
"why can't my parents just be happy for whom i've become?"
so many questions, left unanswered.
it's making me loose my mind.
mindsets ive set for myself were too much,
to the point i made myself suffer.
never contented, i was.
expectations were always in vain,
why can't i feel pain?
