I wrote this tong I went through anxiety.
PRETENDER
I pretended to be fine, for everyone to see
Yes! I'm weak, I can't be like the others
I cry over petty small things
Words are more painful than any.
I pretended to be strong, for everyone to see
Yet, I'm really broken and dying inside
I am still trying and trying to fit
Trying to fit into the new world, to feel belong.
What can I do? I can't be someone else
I am me! Soft and weak
Someone who's pretending but can't pretend that long
Emotions are too visible in my eyes, can't hide it.
People that I love and trust, hurts me the most
I am trying and trying to understand 'em
Pretending to be strong and fine in front of many
But can't succeed, I tend to broke down and cry but after everything, I still stood and pretended to be fine.
-Syrill 🖤
YOU ARE READING
An ink for words
PoésieI decided to just create a creative naration of what I'm feeling about someone or about what I feel towards the day. Not forcing you to read it but maybe you could relate 😊
