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Aug 2017
I am falling
Not from a tree
or some other tall structure
But I am falling apart
Not because I am broken
And not because the glue is coming undone
You see
With age
Comes wear and tear
And instead of wearing
I am tearing
Not by my choice
But that of mother natures
You see
Everyday I wear a smile
But who knew that smile
Would one day be the reason
That I fall apart
You see mother nature has set a standard
Its not something she meant to
I'm sure of that
But it is a standard non the less
You see everyone is born happy
And though we all have our bad days
We are expected to be okay yet again
Yet I
Along with many others
Struggle to smile again
It's not that we don't want to
It's that we can't
You see we know the true intentions of this world
People who smile we perceive as naive
It's as if they are welcoming betrayal with open arms
We see their smile as a weakness
And yet strength at the same time
You see we were taught
At a very young age
That if you are strong
You will pick yourself back up when you fall
But as I grew
I learned
That strong people will hide how they feel
We are strong
And they are too
But that's not how the world sees it
So instead of crying when I get back up
I think I'll just fall a little longer
Until I am strong enough
Not to pick myself up again
But to not let them see me cry
Breanna Riddle
Written by
Breanna Riddle  22/F/Maryland
(22/F/Maryland)   
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