I am the one who is sick of your expectations.
I am the one who is frustrated with Life, the World, Everything.
I am the one who wants to get out.
I am the one stuck by responsibility
I am the one who hides in a shell.
I am the one who tries to escape reality with words.
I am the one angry with myself for not trying hard enough.
I am the one who hides behind a smile.
I am the one watching the signs of her world falling down, again.
I am the one who is used to it all, enough not to care.