It Wasn'T Suppose To Be Like This Poem by Riley Choma

It wasn't suppose to be like this.
I wasn't born for wet lashes and salt upon my lips; quivering.
I wasn't born for public silence and internal screaming.
It wasn't suppose to be like this…

It wasn't suppose to hurt.
I was born to brush it off like their words were lint.
I was born to never feel hate, yet I hate my self.
It wasn't suppose to hurt…

It was suppose to make me stronger.
I wasn't born to panic in the presence of strangers.
I wasn't born to tear up in the presence of a whisper.
It was suppose to make me stronger…

I wasn't built to please, yet the world screams appease me.
It wasn't suppose to hurt, yet they act surprised to find me still living.
I was built to be stronger, yet they throw stones that grind into me the words 'stay down.'
It wasn't suppose to be like this, but it is...