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Diary Of A Young Lady.

olawaliumPosted for Everyone to comment on, 3 years ago

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I'm tired of being the me
that the world knows
Tired of the constancy
The constant judgement
The constant critics

I'm tired -
Tired of pretending
Pretending to be happy
When all I want to do is cry
And breakdown completely

I'm tired of not being able to let go
To let go of pains and grudges
Tired of the emotions
That consumes me fiercely

I'm tired of being worthless
Tired of being looked down on
By the people who I feel close to

I'm tired of dreaming
Dreaming of the life
That seems too far to achieve

I'm tired of remembering
Remembering how I used to be happy
Tired of the blame
I put on myself constantly

Tired of being judged
Tired of the fear of being
hurt, alone and falling...

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.

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