Kept it all in,
All of the pain and the shame
of being mistreated and deserted
People are so quick to judge,
Judge what they do not understand
Often too harshly
Though everyone has a story to tell
I’ve carried weights on my shoulders,
weights other people would’ve run away from.
Sometimes I wondered if the struggle was even worth
the whole super suffering package deal.
Can’t shake the feeling of this zombie-like life.
It’s a very conflicting feeling.