you push and push
making me fall
making me crash
and then you
arent even there
to catch me.
you leave me with
no options
except to cry because
i feel like
ive let you down
when really i've
just let myself down
you push and push
molding me to fit
what you want
not caring
who i am.
not caring
how i feel.
leaving me with
nothing to hold onto
except broken pieces
of myself
and i say i wont take it
but you know i will
because that IS
who i am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem