It's not that I don't want to be happy
It's that, despite how hard I try I can't bring myself to be happy.
I feel suffocated, embarrassed, ashamed
Why did I have to be this way?
I have a great family, amazing friends, good academic results,
Everything on paper is okey;
Yet all I ever seem to see is sadness and grey.
It's like there is this burden on me
Pulling myself to the ground
And however you try, you can't bring myself out
I can't take myself to care
About anything, not me, not him, not her.
Living has become this constant nightmare,
And it's just not fair.
It's a disease that affect every aspect of my life
My work, my relationship my education.
And to this day,
Despite my best efforts to explain,
I am always met with blind hesitation.
STAI LEGGENDO
un paio di rime
Poetryè tanto che queste parole mi risuonano nella testa, oro sono qua, nero su bianco. è una parte di me, che so nascondere molto bene, ma esiste e ogni giorno ci devo fare i conti
