I guess I would never feel like I'm enough
I mean, I knew it would be tough
But growing up is just so ....rough
Trying to grab unto so many pieces yet they ...fall
I can't really explain what's on my mind
I tried to word it but the right words are hard to find
I tried painting but the lines wouldn't align
I am at war with my own mind
Scary part? I think he is winning
I mean , it is hard to describe but i think he is
I mean, I lay in bed and can hardly sleep
Forgetting to eat, my immune is weak
I mean, this isn't even ....me
I am seeing things that aren't there
I am blind to things that actually are
And this crushing fear of letting everyone down
Seems to be the weight that's letting my shoulder drown
And I can't even point who I am trying to hold my head high for
I mean, that's probably a lie I like to tell myself
Who says I am supposed to have life figured out already?
Who says I am supposed to expect everything to go on steadily?
Who says I should be happy, even if this boat I am in is sinking?
Who says I have to carry all this weight? it is so damn heavy
If i decide to switch off my lights, what then?
I would probably be called a coward or cried for
Zeus would probably be sad and so would Hela
Aries would definitely follow , he seems to be there with me
Athena and Hermes would probably be confused
I didn't really spend much time with them
Loki seems to be better now,
Or maybe he is just putting up a strong face?
And Andromeda? Oh Andromeda
I just wish to be in a better place for her
To let her worry less and less
I really wish I could give her the world and more
Ran out of ink, I really can't stand being like this no more
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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