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1d
I am the way I am.
Why should I be ashamed to express what I have to say?
I long to be on the rooftop and scream out your name just to feel some peace of mind.

Why do I keep torturing myself, trusting words that dissolves in the air?
Because hope feels better than silence.
I choose to trust because it keeps me sane.

So why be ashamed of feeling my emotions?
I have the right to wholeheartedly scream my thoughts out loud.

I am the way I am.
I feel the way I feel.
And I should not and will not be ashamed.
Written by
Karla de Souza  23/F
(23/F)   
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