Stay Strong

Part of being a teenager

If I’m as strong as you say I am, then why am I fucking crying every fucking day? Why am I stuck with the most morose depressed friends ever that drag my mood down with each passing day? Why do I have the most horrible, angry, restricting and complicated parents ever? Why do I get pressurised with so much fucking homework all in one night? Why does everyone have to dump their fucking shit on me just because I’m a good listener or whatever? But you know their shit weighs me down. I keep secrets inside that I can never tell another living soul, ever. And I just can’t. I can’t take it anymore. I really honestly can’t. I’m not strong or whatever you think I am. I’m honestly not. Why on earth do you think I’m strong?

Because even if you can’t deal with it on the inside, you are able to bury it deep enough inside you that makes you deal with it on the outside. Whenever I see you, you always have the biggest most amazing smile and for that moment life is really worth it. I have no right to say this, but the only way I can explain what you're going through is just called being a teenager.

I guess you’re so strong because you know how to grin and bear it when times are tough where others fail and fall. Just promise me, you'll always stay strong.