Sometimes I wish that I was born perfectly. Meeting all the desires my parents want from a daughter. So effortlessly stunning while academically achieving my goals of education with grades of perfection. Other days I wish that my kidneys wouldn't have developed and I would've died. Those thoughts are constantly battling in my mind , fighting for dominance trying to figure out why I'm still here. God I've pushed through so much but they just don't seem to understand how I feel. I feel trapped . They don't do anything wrong . I just feel as if I belong somewhere else . I'm in the wrong hands. My failed attempts to exit this world just completely drowning me . I can't breathe in the air that I require . I take the old used and unwanted air. I strive to be the best but I'm not good enough and I'm tired of trying. Maybe I'd be better off leaving this world completely . I hate myself I really do. I'm physically a shipwreck. My legs too big for my body. I'm built wrong throughout my structure . My teeth are unattractive and my presence in general isn't desirable for anyone . I'm still lost as to why and how I have friends. Do they love me or the mask I put on everyday?
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Life's a shipwreck ( book of poems)
PoetryEmotions are only what we do not show while we where masks. I try to understand how people view me with and without the mask but do they love me or the mask I put on everyday?
