LIFE CHALLENGES - POEM

Mistreated,

Suppressed,

Help, I'm being trapped,

It seems like I'm forever hiding and lying,

I put on a smile,

But its slowly killing me inside,

Why is it like this?

Why am I always controlled by others? 

Why does it have to be me?

The list of questions are endless,

But the million dollar question is,

Can I take it?

Am I strong enough,

to pretend and put on a face,

Am I patient enough,

to keep speaking sweetly until the hard surface breaks,

Am I worthy of my title,

for others to respect and acknowledge me,

Am I good enough,

in the eyes of this cruel world?

Thoughts,

Fear,

Fears from the thoughts of others that I can't read,

God knows what they would be thinking,

Why can't I just let myself go?

Why do I care so much about what others think?

Why, why, why?

If only someone could answer and explain to me why?

What will happen if I ignore them?

What would they think of me?

What difference does it make to me?

I keep asking myself,

I dream about being someone else,

But when its showtime,

I just can't do it,

Am I strong enough, 

to just be me without caring what they conclude,

Am I patient enough,

to tolerate all forms of nonsense and teasing,

Am I worthy to be me,

for them to like and appreciate me,

Am I good enough,

In the eyes of this ruined community?

Quarrels,

Broken friendships,

Then there's my personal problems,

It this the life I always dreamed of living?

I think its time to change it,

Why do I still help them after all they did?

Why do I always run back to them when I need help?

Why do I continue to trust them when they treat me so?

These questions I can ace,

I don't need anyone else to tell me this,

The answer is simply because,

This small part of the cruel world,

This tiny portion in this ruined community,

Lives my family,

My family,

The ones I love so,

Even though sometimes I don't show it,

I do,

However much they snap at me,

No matter how many times they oppose me,

They are still my family,

And that's never going to change,

We'll still cling to each other in the moments of despair,

Still help each other when we are attacked,

And although we argue and fight,

Hey, its my family,

I can forgive them... right?

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