little did they knowA Poem by caffeine* , Each time I have an alone time with myself I overthink my achievements, the accomplishments that I have done so far, all the situations I have dug my way through them, all the people who are not what I always though are, and mainly all the unfortunate events that have made me what am I today. I hate how fragile I have became, how so self-judgmental I become between my self & I, and how so self piteous over the last few years I have become. I have grown a habit of self criticizing over the years, with have been absorbing some of my dreams and goals, draining the will I always have toward the things I always wanted. yet, people would never hesitate to reach me out and say how admired they are with how well brought together I am, how I'm so dedicated to all the things I wanted, how I always can adapt easily to whatever situations life has thrown on. Little did they know. Nothing shall they know. Little did they know about how close I was to give up. Little did they know about how many time people have discouraged me. Little did they know about how words can hurt so deep. Little did they know about how it feels to be disappointed by who you never expected to do so. Little did they know about how it was so hard to fight against traditions and culture. Little did they know about how difficult it is between two critical things. Little did they know about how does it feel to know that the only one that will stand for you is your own self. Little did they know about how sleepless nights can drain all the purpose you got. Little did they know about how to stand up against authority to demand your rights. Little did they know about how sarcastic people can get when you conflict their opinions. Little did they know about how to act stupid and ignorance when you understand everything. Little did they know about how patient can slowly eat you from the inside. Little did they know about how to successfully act as you're strong when you're not. Little did they know about how to smile when you got the urge to weep. Little did they know about how to swallow your pride. Little did they know about how to accept people thinking you're strong when you need help. Little did they know about how no one will ask about how you feel when you show no reaction. Little did they know. Nothing shall they know.
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4 Reviews Added on November 18, 2015 Last Updated on November 18, 2015 AuthorcaffeineAboutSometimes, when you have a hectic lifestyle like I do. writing can be an escape. more..Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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