I let the words in and they stayed there. They got the best of me, and I lay here. To look around and see that I am all alone. To see the struggle I drown in. It's hard to pick myself up when everyone let's you down. When I picked myself up I said "For once I don't want to drown!". I want to be the person I was meant to be, without felling down inside. For once I want to not cry. How can I be myself when I can't trust those I must be with. How can I be myself when I am pushed to be someone I don't want to be. I want to be the one to lead my own life, go on my own path, not follow it. Not being stuck in the cycle that is my family. When will people learn that I just want to be me.
CS.
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What A Lifetime
PoetryMost of my writings have been about stories based off of my life so far. But these writing's sums it all up. Since I have experienced a lot and am much wiser than I was before. Took me a while to post this since even though I am still in quarantine...
