Having to carry the weight of everyones dreams since i could walk
Had to learn to be an adult before i was taught
Constantly having to act a decade ahead
While still having a time to go to bed
Eight going on eighteen
Expected to be twenty while still a pre-teen
A binding contract I never signed up for
Feels like eternity forevermore
The weight I carry makes my knees cave in
Even after all these years, their words crawl under my skin
Cutting me down bit by bit
Making me feel like I'm not worth it
Living vicariously through me
But they never even try to see
Who I am
Getting screamed at for not saying ma’am
Anger at me for being “too old”
But my childhood continues to be withhold
Do better be better they always say to me
But what if what I'm doing is the
Best that I can
be?
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 9:40 AM UTC
Having to carry the weight of everyones dreams since i could walk
Had to learn to be an adult before i was taught
Constantly having to act a decade ahead
While still having a time to go to bed
Eight going on eighteen
Expected to be twenty while still a pre-teen
A binding contract I never signed up for
Feels like eternity forevermore
The weight I carry makes my knees cave in
Even after all these years, their words crawl under my skin
Cutting me down bit by bit
Making me feel like I'm not worth it
Living vicariously through me
But they never even try to see
Who I am
Getting screamed at for not saying ma’am
Anger at me for being “too old”
But my childhood continues to be withhold
Do better be better they always say to me
But what if what I'm doing is the
Best that I can
be?
A poem about growing up to fast and given responsibilities you shouldn't have as a child
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