I feel trapped.
I am trapped between who I am and who I want to be.
The person I have to be to be with the one I love.
But I am still me no matter how much I think about it.
I just can not find a way to make us both happy.
I give up what I want.
So they are happy with who they are.
So they can live their life.
The one they have always felt like.
This is the only good thing I can do for them.
I can't say I don't love them.
I can't wear a mask in front of them.
I have to try to protect them from me.
They feel bad for being them.
I never wanted that.
They have been forced to be something else their whole life.
I said enough was enough.
I would never have been enough anyways.
YOU ARE READING
Poems From a Mad mind.
ŞiirPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
