I'm done.
I am tired of being scared at every tiny sound, I'm tired on always being on the verge of breaking down.
I miss my life, I miss my past, I want to feel safe and loved at last.
Im always tired, I never get a break.
There's always someone or something at stake.
I want to be free, from all of this responsibility. I'm only a child, I'm barely a teen.
I'm always run down, can't help from spacing off, my mind has been broken, but I can't fix it now.
There is never a time, where I can be alone, and take care of myself, keep from being blown.
Yes I have friends, yes I have help, but it isn't enough, no one listens when I yell.
With my makeup done, my head held high, I close the door, but still have sadness in my eyes.
I put on a smile, I pretend I'm okay, I don't remove the mask, until the end of the day. There in my room, I let myself go, I lie on my bed, and open my phone.
I open the apps, I like my friends posts, I close all my tabs, and let my face melt.
Sometimes I cry, but mostly I stare, I think about the day, and how life is so unfair.
The sweetest, kindest, most intelligent people I know, are normally the ones, who have it worst of all.
Yes I have it bad, yes it could be worse, but still I am here, I haven't left the earth.
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Feelings
AcakI wrote when I'm sad, I wrote when I'm mad. I wrote as a way to feel calm and controlled. This is what I write, written in verse. Poems are my way of letting my feelings slide.
