I should workout more
Maybe push myself and hold a plank
It isn't my favorite thing to do
Going to the gym and running on the treadmill
Hate pumping through my veins
Trying to be something more than I am
Never feeling like I'm enough
Only because they say I'm not
Though I shouldn't care what they say
But words cut deeper than a knife
Even when they're dull
People say what they want to regardless
Even if they hurt someone else
Resenting their taunts
Faking their kind smiles
Each and every one of them mocking
Calling out horrible names
That's what it feels like, anyway
But maybe I'm a tad dramatic
Under all these expectations
Too hopeless to get ahold of myself
I've tried
And I failed
Maybe I should just give up
Maybe I should just keep going
Everything is screwed up but that's life
At least, that's what they say
Not that it really matters what they say now
Doesn't matter
To the people saying those things
Hurtful and hateful
And they push and push until we break
That's what I feel
I wish they'd stop looking at me
Stop staring and judging
Mom said to ignore them
Only to keep pressing on
Rightful in her mindset
Evergreens surround me where I stand
That's all I can see
Haven't eaten all day
Already dreading tomorrow
Not that it should matter
Everyone smiles and greets me
No judgment in their eyes
Only sincerity and kindness
Under this pain I try to hide
Good shines through it all
Honesty surrounds me
© 2019 K.N. Herzner
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State of Soul
Short StoryBook 3 of 3 *Began: Monday, October 7, 2019* *Finished: Friday, November 8, 2019* I sat down at a desk with my laptop open and a cup of water. From there I just let my imagination go wild. My fingers wove the worlds that my soul told me to. This was...
