sunshine

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i woke up,  angry at the word does the world not see me?

i suffered a lot since i was a child, i sacrifice my happiness to make everyone happy but can they even make me smile?

no, i was the sunshine but can they really see me shine, i was always seen but never appreciate, they say im beautiful but can they really see through me?

can they see what i went through, they say you are so strong for fighting everything since you were a child but never asked if i wanted to fight it

every night i would ask my self did i do something to deserve this?, cause all i remember was i was from my mom womb

they made me, but why why am i suffering did i asked to be born did i wish this, no i never did

the younger me must be so angry for what i become, but the future me would salute for what i did to make my life okay

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