Round 1

Round 1

A Poem by crystalxestrada
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A fight within me, but it'll never defeat me.

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I only knew what it was like to prove 

Constantly fight for me and fighting for you


I don’t think you understand the amount of work I pull through 

Everyday I force myself, even without a crew 


I have no support system, self sabotage is my best friend

I don’t go meet people, that’d mean I’d have to make amends

I’d have to just pretend


Laugh, make you happy, and enjoy life like I don’t got problems 

If that makes you feel better, I’ll do whatever avoids the problem


Give my heart to more people, to end being there for them far more than just a friend 

The problem is, I try too hard to blend 


The trick is, in this world I am broken 

Sitting in my traumas that are left unspoken 

 

I think I am the one that has to fix all that’s broken 

But I sit in my thoughts and wonder how it is that I still sound so misspoken 


Contradicting when it comes to me 

I don’t ever quite understand what’s ever wrong with me 


Consistently making myself last In hopes, somebody would make me their first 

I’ve allowed my self-love to die of dehydration and suffer from thirst 


The real problem is not that I enjoy to help others 

The problem is myself and how I let opinions of others drag me until it hovers 


A victim to my own game

Always looking for someone to blame 


All my mistakes I make I take them to the grave 

Blame myself for what others have done, it’s not brave 


So independent but only because I fear 

Constantly worried about people thinking I’m weird 


Hold on, doesn’t this sound familiar 


The truth is, it’s always been this way 

Holding onto it feels like a way of pay 

I’m so used to it being this way 


Break the habit of holding on 

Life is going to continue to go on 


It can feel better 

It can be better 

We can get better 


But we have to stop holding on, to what no longer belongs 

To what no longer makes us feel like we don’t belong 


Our past traumas are meant for us to grow and move on 

What do you gain from holding on? 


Breathe, let it go, we’re far more than our insecurities to feel like we can’t keep going on 

A battle with ourselves that’s meant to make us stronger and move along 


You have to keep fighting, keep going, this is what makes us strong. 

© 2022 crystalxestrada


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Added on January 14, 2022
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crystalxestrada
crystalxestrada

Irvine, CA



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Hi! My name is Crystal, a bit about me is that I love to be able to express myself in the rawest way I can that is true to me and to others. A lot of the time, what I write about are feelings I was go.. more..

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