Each time you have to bite
your lip to swallow the petty
comment that other person had
coming,
Every time you had to
apologize for merely exisiting,
Each tear that fell for a mistake
that you didn’t commit and
Each sentence you received
without a fair trial. Soon you’re
screaming, ‘Why me?’ but the
universe only greets you with
silence, so you clench your
fists, your jaw and resume
life with white knuckles and an
abience towards everything.
I’m glad you could relate to the poem. Realizing that the world won’t treat you any different because you’re a good person is one of the harshest reality checks. Knowing that even when you aren’t at fault, the blame still weighs down on you.
I hope you’re feeling better today 😊
🫂 I understand this feeling… Of just trying to get through the day. But night times are the hardest because you no longer have to forcibly smile or fake interactions… If you ever want to talk about it, you can leave me a email at writeerspace@gmail.com
🫂 Sending virtual hugs.
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