I'm tired of being tired.
For being pathetic.
For being jealous.
For being weak.

Yet I can't stand,
Nor reach the land,
With me in strand,
Why can't I withstand.

I know I'm not alone,
But you guys are still blown,
Leaving me by my own,
I'd rather be in my zone.

Therefore I won't chase,
I'll be in my pace,
Just give me my space,
And there would be no trace.

Don't say I never tried,
I had already cried,
And so have I died,
Hence I'll never bide.

he asked
"what are you afraid of?"
and broke when
i said
"the way i could love you."

Smiling is so overrated
And so is shedding tears

If I smile then I'm fake
If I cry then I'm weak

I will lock away all my emotions
And be the broken shadow no one notices

How do you even fight
A battle that's in yourself?