It's hard to tell people how you feel when they have certain expectations
Others easily assume it's all rosy until they hear your stories with certain situations
How do you tell everyone that behind your smiles hide many frustrations?
Walking with your head up high while hiding the pain inside
No one knows what it feels like to be you and might never know
Everyone bears their cross and tries to find the light at the end of the tunnel
No one knows how overwhelming it is to be you
Because your story is peculiar to you and heavy is the head that wears the crown
No one can understand even if sometimes you scream it across the town
Oh...he's simply lying they say, even when you tell them this white is actually brown
What do you do when everyone expects you to be cheerful when you are down?
We have certain perception of others sometimes
Especially when we see them get to where we aim to get to as well
We feel everything is all rosy there until we get there too
Reality hits so hard but who do you explain to except they get there too?
One one knows what it's like to be torn into different directions... trying to be strong
No one knows because they choose not to know and sometimes it's wrong
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed too and I can imagine how others might be feeling
We all have our silent battles and there is no one without a struggle
You can walk and run as fast as you like but never without a wobble
Have you ever felt so drained of energy that you just want to vanish?
Or just run to a lonely land.. being alone in a land they did banish?
You just want to be alone...have it easy without much to lavish
A land where you don't have to pretend to anyone, hide any pain or the truth garnish
Everyone can assume all they like but no one knows what's like to be you
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.
