I wonder if I just stopped overthinking my I would maybe be brave enough to find courage to strive
What would’ve happened if I was in a another life
Would I finally come eye to eye with my monsters would I’ve even survived
I wonder sometimes
Was I meant to be great ?
Or just to let my dreams to waste.
Now alright i get it no pity party it’s how the world goes,
No more crying for my I just have to keep on ignoring those draining thoughts on the low
I wish I could let my pride go and finally just let it all flow
The tears that I’ve kept for way to long for a row
I want cry and want to scream at everyone who hurt my why !
I want to be free no more listening to what’s good for me
I only know what’s right and that’s far from the word “we”.
You only care about our reputation you don’t even care ,don’t try to prentend please let me be.
I just want to be free.
YOU ARE READING
The diary of my mind .
Poetry"When life makes you cry and everything you seem to do seems to never work in life. Aout mental health and general struggles about growing up. Please note I wrote this when was around 15 ish
