secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)

all these wrongs

all these wrongs that i've done,
i am just trying to do things right

but while,
the demons in my mind won't leave me alone

i'm sorry,

i was always made out to be the problem
and with my name being in people's mouth

i just learnt to stay silent,

weak minded people only believe everything they hear about someone

talking about me?
i have things to say too

but i choose not to

i have insecurities,
nobody is perfect
but i do my best

i still smile
even when i am a mess

sometimes the best thing
can be the worst pain you will ever experience

i always feel it crashing down on me,
creeping on me

fixing my flaws,
not for you

but for myself