I am not her, I am me
I am just someone who wants to be alone
but you constantly fill me up with task that you,
yes you were suppose to do.
I say "okay" even if it's not, i say "i'm fine" even though
I am not, for I don't want you to feel this burden,
this big heavy thing that i'm carrying on my back
I want you to feel a little less pressured,
for all I know you might be handling something
at that very moment. I hope you are doing well
that's what I want you to know. I'll be doing okay
as long as you do the same.
But i  cant take it anymore the thing in my back
it's heavy, it's pulling me down, it's torturing me.
I can't be that someone anymore, because in
the first place I was never that someone you expect me to be.