i can't live with myself anymore,
standing in the mirror
seeing this sight
of true
imperfection.
i can't live with these feelings anymore,
they're slowly killing me.
they battle to tell me
what i truly am.
i feel so trapped
inside this body that had built
endless walls just to make sure
no one would truly see
how broken i was on the inside.
i don't know who the real me is.
i've put on too many masks
to truly know.
nobody would want to hear my problems once more.
i can't tell my family,
there's no need to worry them more.
i shouldn't burden them.
they shouldn't suffer.
no one should suffer from me.
i just can't anymore.
i can't.

~mine