I can understand other people pain, but no one ever can understand my pain
I've been holding my tears try not to cry while my parents scolded meSomeone say you are to weak and crybabies i do not agree for what people say but i know it's true i get easily depressed and cry, i got worried to much and hesitated to doing anything
My body sweating, my hands are shaking, and I'm run out of breath my anxiety has woken up
I say "not again" please survive...Home, a thing people say are really warm, sweet and lovely , a place where you can relax and everyons in home warn you up,hot chocolate with fireplace , you sitting here while your mom cooking... So lovely
But what is home to me? Home and house are same things where i live, i couldn't feel what home was for my whole life, everyday i just studied, eat, sleep, and playing with my phone
Even laying in my bed with my phone my mom are really upset,
I don't understand why? I've been studied so hard to get my grade good so you can't smack me in the head, i don't like thatI'm not a robot where you can set and turn off and on
Studying so hard i even forget resting, eating even sleeping a little bit, and i just playing with my phone and rest in the bed just a secondAnd you just stood up taking my phone
I exactly know how many time that happened
I even scared to holding my phone because i know I'll get smack againEven so I'm so patient for what happened i just scared to stood back, I'm scared i don't know how to feel, brave or loser?
My patience become stronger everyday so o can't even fight backI came to my room and release my pain by crying and sleeping because sleeping and crying is the only thing i can do when holding any pain or hoping for the better day become more better
" i don't want to get hurt again..."
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HOPE - SongFiction
Poetryfor someone healing smile ,even though there is still a wounds deep inside...