The weight that she carry’s and the things she would shoulder .
She wished were the things she could bury,
But her nights get colder.

To be mature and have it all planned,
She was raised with responsibility, independence carved onto her hands.

But never a failure ,the high achiever ,
But those times she’s tried her best
Her grades not always the best ,
Just a people pleaser .

Built to be a role model,someone she had to teacher herself to be ,
A person she wished for ,when she was younger but someone she’ll have to be.

She’d lay down flowers for others,
While she’d be sinking deep ,
She’d care for people for hours ,
But her soul...