i'm sick and tired
of these walls
of my own making
sick and tired
of being
the girl who i made myself
tired
of keeping up this facade
tired
of all the lies
my lies
my untruths
my mess
my mistakes
my life
my life that i've
inexplicably
ruined
with only the intentions
of perfection
back then
i wanted to be
strong
i wanted to be
invincible
i wanted
to be
cold
i wanted
above anything
to keep my secrets
to myself
and so i did
they know nothing
(i only wish i realized, i realized before it was too late, exactly what it was that i did, exactly in which position i put myself)
-rel
