68| I Am

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You don't seem to understand.

I am not the sadness you get some days. I am not the anger you get on others.

I am the smiles you get all the times that I am neither of those things.

I am not the numbness you see on occasion. I am not the nervousness you feel more often than not.

I am the joy you hear from a mile away. I am the strength that you use to carry mountains.

I am not the problems I was diagnosed with at the age of thirteen. I am not the medications I received for them.

I refuse to be my anxiety. I will never be my depression.

I'm just simply me. A young girl in a world that's too heavy on her shoulders yet too soft on her feet. I am myself.

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