What do I do? Where do I go wrong? Is it my fault? I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how to please you. How to be who you want me to be. What you want me to be. I don't know how to be enough for you.
I feel your eyes on me. You watch every step I take, judge everything I do. You look at where I go, scuffing. Those looks you give are suffocating me. The pressure from your expectations is crushing me.
I don't know who you are. Who I am trying to please. Is it my parents whose affection I've been seeking? Maybe my teacher, who told me I could do better. Maybe its the stranger on the street, who made eye contact with me. Maybe it's just the people online I want to impress.
But maybe, just maybe it's just the voice in my head, telling me what I can't be. Maybe I'm the one who hates me, judges me. Telling myself that I'm not enough, without knowing what enough really means to me. Maybe you are me.
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Where the lights forget to shine
PoetryA collection of poems and rants about my journey with my mental health. Most of these were written to help me cope. I hope someone out there will enjoy them.
