I’m so sick of being the one whose very compassionate and have everything get to her
I’m so sick of being the girl whose always being stepped on
I’m so sick of crying myself to sleep because of night terrors or despair
I’m so sick of being the envious girl
I’m so sick of taking all the responsibility
I’m so sick of replaying broken promises in my head
I’m so sick of feeling sorry for myself
I’m so sick of feeling down
I’m so sick of being punished because of good intentions
I’m so sick of trying to fix my flaws
I’m so sick of being the intense one
I’m so sick of being humiliated
I’m so sick of being hurt
I’m so sick of having things constantly getting things under my skin
I’m so sick of being “different”
I’m so sick of being so heartless on certain things
I’m so sick of trying to ignore all the things they say
I’m so sick of people accusing me
I’m so sick of having people telling me that I’m just a child
I’m so sick of being blamed
I’m so sick of shaking in the middle of the night
I’m so sick of being not okay
I’m so sick of replying “I’m okay”
I’m so sick of people judging me
I’m so sick of everything
And most of all
I’m so sick of being myself
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if a had the perfect tongue to craft the perfect words like you,
if i had the sheer courage to be as honest as you,
if i had the intelligence to realise what the issue with my life is as clearly as you,
if i were you i wouldn’t see a reason to be sick of myself.
Tha’ts raw respect.
I hear you
Couldn’t say it better than Che.