❝ your smile blooms like sunshine on a rainy day , monami,❞
❝ i love you too, jay,❞
𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵,
a high school male
who's always written
poetry about his sad
and lonely life starts
writing poems about a
girl he saw just once
but felt an in...
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i've been trying to find solace by writing poems about her, hoping that focusing on her would provide an escape from the chaos in my mind. but every time i sit down to write, i feel a sense of futility. the poems are meant to celebrate her, but my thoughts always slip back to my own struggles and insecurities, leaving me feeling guilty and frustrated.
my parents have noticed something's off. my mother discovered my poems and, in a moment of anger or perhaps misunderstanding, tore them apart. that action felt like a deep blow, as if my attempts to express myself were invalidated.
i'm exhausted from this ongoing struggle, from trying to meet their impossible expectations and from dealing with my own thoughts. i'm so tired of fighting of just ending it all seem like my only way to go away from the relentless pressure and disappointment.
