~burdens~

6 2 2
                                    

The idea that we must conform
To these societal norms
Makes my head spin
I'm done carrying the world's expectations on my back
This is my pain, no, it's not ever
Easy to carry,
Sometimes heavy, intense,
Sometimes not but still there
Absent-minded,
Deadlines
Hoping, untangle me from this doubt
Fears float away
I go one way
Another
They tell me I'm healing
I'm strong
But between you and I
I'm not the person you think you think I am
Or even the person you want me to be
My mind can't help but sort through it all
Twist it up
So don't hate me
Don't blame
Please know
I never asked for this
-And neither did you
◇◇◇◇◇◇
I'm not completely sure what I was trying to say, exactly. But it feels powerful. Written August 3rd, 2021
-🌌

The Original PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now