I once believed that life was fun,
then questioned if it had begun.
I learned too late what people see
not souls, but scored ability.
Individuality lost its name,
intelligence became the frame.
No one asked what lived inside,
they only measured what I tried.
They chase success, the wealth, the fame,
to me it feels a hollow game.
One exam decides who’s crowned,
who’s loved, and who is left unbound.
I thought I’d always be the one,
the chosen, loved, the never done.
But life came down, stripped my disguise,
taught me to stop seeking their eyes.
My heart went numb, I wore a mask,
played the role society asked.
They thought I felt no joy or pain,
just silent, cold, emotionally plain.
My self-esteem fell piece by piece,
survival became my only peace.
One careless word I dared to say
made them judge my worth that day.
All I wished for was one clear sign
that my existence wasn’t a lie.
I carried pain that wasn’t mine
strange how it became my life.
Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 3:25 AM UTC
I once believed that life was fun,
then questioned if it had begun.
I learned too late what people see
not souls, but scored ability.
Individuality lost its name,
intelligence became the frame.
No one asked what lived inside,
they only measured what I tried.
They chase success, the wealth, the fame,
to me it feels a hollow game.
One exam decides who’s crowned,
who’s loved, and who is left unbound.
I thought I’d always be the one,
the chosen, loved, the never done.
But life came down, stripped my disguise,
taught me to stop seeking their eyes.
My heart went numb, I wore a mask,
played the role society asked.
They thought I felt no joy or pain,
just silent, cold, emotionally plain.
My self-esteem fell piece by piece,
survival became my only peace.
One careless word I dared to say
made them judge my worth that day.
All I wished for was one clear sign
that my existence wasn’t a lie.
I carried pain that wasn’t mine
strange how it became my life.
