I can't tell it to anyone,but I'm scared of having regrets.

Trying to keep this strong figure that I was taught to be,

Because being weak equals being not perfect.

No more tears, no more sad eyes, no more stupid whinging.

If only it would be that easy.Without pain and fear to be judged.

Shut up and endure it.You can't change anything, just stop crying.

Someone controls my body when i'm in public.Be nice and smile like a good girl

Someone controls my soul when i'm alone.Do you really think that you deserve this?Isn't it too good for you?

Someone's there all the time,but here...who is here? Am I here?


© fadedflower94