I'm tired
Just tired
Tired of breaking alone while hiding behind a smile
Tired of being the kid that has it all figured out
Tired of putting on a façade,
While behind closed doors
I'm breaking
I'm gasping for air
I'm praying for help
Praying for a little less pain
For a little less drama
For just a little simplicity and carelessness
I wish that day comes when the sun shines a little brighter and is here to stay
The day when I can just breathe
Without gasps
Without pain
For once feeling full by something else other than just pain
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Taste Of Freedom
PoetryWhat happens when a 17-year-old student discovers books and poetry while studying for the most important exams of her life? Well, words become her best friends! This is a collection of my original poems. When I write more, I'll upload them. Some poe...
