i feel like nothing,they all expect you to be the perfect friend that tells them everythingand accept whatever crap they say about you,to always smile,to always think about them to the point that you forget yourself.
i tried to be that smiling statue for them,but all the pain,the secrets,the poison ,took too much place in my life . am i me? who even am i?
i wasnt me anymore, i was their doll for them to play with when they fell like it, to punch when they felt angry.
and just when i tough i found my light ,they had to ruin it.
of course they would,and they will enjoy it.
why cant it all go back as it was before, far from all this lies,from these smiling masks.
thes scars becam too deep and i am too tired to shout back,so i'll stay here,in a little corner of my mind where the word seems brighter
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 5:04 PM UTC
i feel like nothing,they all expect you to be the perfect friend that tells them everythingand accept whatever crap they say about you,to always smile,to always think about them to the point that you forget yourself.
i tried to be that smiling statue for them,but all the pain,the secrets,the poison ,took too much place in my life . am i me? who even am i?
i wasnt me anymore, i was their doll for them to play with when they fell like it, to punch when they felt angry.
and just when i tough i found my light ,they had to ruin it.
of course they would,and they will enjoy it.
why cant it all go back as it was before, far from all this lies,from these smiling masks.
thes scars becam too deep and i am too tired to shout back,so i'll stay here,in a little corner of my mind where the word seems brighter
check out my other poems on my profile
this one is a bit different from the others
