My mind can only take so much
before it begins to bust,
The soul tries to hold me down before I curse out the whole world,
My heart keeps my head in the game,
Yet life seems to hit me hard lately,
With fakes surrounding me,
Parents screaming at me,
Dwindling grades that hurt me,
People who think they are the best thing on Earth,
Teachers who assume I am dumb,
The world crumbling before my eyes.
Yet I have stayed this strong,
Why does my body seem to want to give up,
As if I was a house in an earthquake,
At the start it seems to be fine,
Yet over time the house begins to crack and fall,
and I begin to lose myself in reality,
I can no longer dream of blue skies and some guy I like,
All I see is the dark world around me and the next panic attack waiting,
I fight the urge to see to let the knife slash my skin,
Or end it for good,
I try my hardest to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
My world seems to burn and I just stand there and watch,
Praying for a fireman to save the day.

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Teen Years
PuisiThe struggle of a teenager just figuring herself out. It's not a pity story. But a look on how life is impacted on the little things everyday.