I am so tired of telling people
I am there for them
When I can't even be there for myself
I am mentally exhausted
And tired of the world
Being unfair to me
Sometimes I feel
Like I can't take it anymore
But all I can do is bottle it up
Be there for others
And make these endless poems
My days aren't moonless
Yet, what can I do about this pain in my chest?
Am I not allowed to feel suffocated?
Am I not allowed to be upset?
Can I stop being this magnificent person for once?
Can I break down for once?
Every single time I am upset
I turn around and see nobody by my side
Instead, I have to eat up all my sourness
And be there for others
While I am slowly dying inside
I can't talk about my feelings
Cuz everyone is so quick to judge
I can't talk about him
Cuz it's already in the past
I can't speak out my opinions
Cuz I only get talked over
Why is it that nobody understands?
That all I ever want
Is for someone to listen to me
I don't want advice
I don't want comfort
All I ever want
Is for someone to listen to me
And tell me
It's okay to cry, let it all out
That's okay to feel the sourness
And to be sad
But instead, I have to hold it in
And be there for everyone else
I have to push my anxiousness aside
And forget about my mental state
Just to help others
I am just so done with this world
I am also mentally drained
Can't you tell?
It's not all just about school and work
I have feelings too
I worry too
But how can I express them
When I feel like nobody is there for me?
How can I cry for help
When nobody is there to listen?
This overwhelming world isn't for me
I constantly feel judged by others
And I just can't take it anymore
I don't want to feel this uneasiness anymore
Why can't I just rant for once?
Is it that bad for me to speak my opinion?
That I still miss him
That I don't want to go to college
That all I want to do in life
Is lay down in the rain and watch the stars
Why is it that my opinion is never valid?
I'm sorry for disappointing you
I'm sorry for breaking down
But what can I do?
I am tired of everything and everyone
I am completely drained
And weak to keep fighting
Goodbye world
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I'm sorry if I offended any of you. It was never my intention. I wrote this a long time ago when I was going through many things in my life. At that moment, I just wanted to get this off my chest. So again I apologize if I offended you
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